Chapter 55
The one striding from the other end of the alley was none other than Vance.
He hurried to Catherine’s side, his eyes filled with genuine tension and concern, without a glance at anyone else. “What’s wrong?”
She pouted, whining, “These people are picking on us outsiders. The slot is open right now, and I said I’d pay ten times the price to buy it. They won’t let me. They’re awful.”
Vance patted her reassuringly. “It’s okay. I’ll handle it.”
“I want to buy out every slot here today. Show them we’re not pushovers. Give these people…” Catherine twisted away, pointing at the line of people waiting. “Give each of them ten thousand! We’re chartering the place today. Tell them to leave!”
Vance laughed, indulgent.
Rebecca watched the scene unfold, feeling utterly ridiculous.
Catherine’s demand was outrageous, but Vance found it adorable. It was unbelievable, but he seemed to eat it up, even ruffling her hair. “People charter places for dining, but who charters a clinic? That’s not auspicious, is it?”
In less than a minute, he laughed twice, and it was heartfelt. The difference between love and lack of love was so obvious. Rebecca watched his hand brush through Catherine’s hair, remembering how that same hand had often stroked her own hair, held her shoulder, and even embraced her.
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A wave of discomfort surged in her heart.
But such pampering wasn’t enough for Catherine. She kept tugging at his sleeve and swaying, clearly unhappy.


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