He took a slow sip of his warm water.
Only when her slender figure disappeared around the corner did he pull his gaze away and walk into the dining room.
A bowl of steaming oatmeal and an array of delicate side dishes sat neatly on the table.
Jasper took a lap around the penthouse. He had been debating whether to hire a maid, but found the apartment absolutely spotless.
Catching the rich aroma wafting from the table, he couldn't help but marvel.
"Boss, Ms. Hayes is an incredible cook. This smells better than what your private nutritionist makes."
"She's incredibly diligent, too. The place is spotless. She's single-handedly replacing a chef, a maid, and a nurse, and she requires zero micromanaging. You really struck gold with her."
Quentin ate his breakfast with slow, meticulous elegance, his face remaining entirely blank.
It wasn't until he swallowed the last bite and wiped his mouth with a napkin that he spoke.
"Get her a car."
His voice was a low, emotionless rumble.
Jasper blinked, then smiled. "You're right. She definitely needs one. Riverstone Heights isn't too far from the Pavilion, but it's still a ten-minute run. Jogging to work every day is exhausting."
"Although..." Jasper paused. "I don't think she has a driver's license."
Quentin frowned slightly, but didn't say another word as he stood and headed to his study.
Jasper knew immediately that it was his job to fix that.
He pulled out his phone and fired off a text: [Ms. Hayes, please find some time soon to get your driver's license.]
...
Meanwhile, Bonnie was hauling heavy boxes of medical supplies and equipment onto the clinic's shuttle bus.
Only after she had finished loading the bus and taken a seat did she pull out her phone and see Jasper's text.
She stared at it, confused, and texted back: [Jasper, does a motorcycle license count?]
Back when she was hustling delivery jobs, she had specifically gotten a motorcycle license.
As for a standard driver's license, the enrollment fees were outrageous, and the cost of buying and maintaining a car was something she couldn't even dream of affording.
So, she had never bothered.
Jasper's reply was instant, just three words: [What do you think?]
Bonnie pressed her lips together and didn't text back.
Even though she had some savings now, every penny was dedicated to her mother's medical bills. She couldn't afford to waste a single cent.


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