Three Years Later, He Came Back Begging novel Chapter 314

The voice outside wasn't very loud, and Bonnie couldn't quite tell if they said "Mr. Jones" or "Mr. Lane."

She didn't dwell on it, keeping her eyes fixed on the rising floor numbers.

Inside the elevator, several employees from The Lane Group were gossiping about a shift in upper management.

Everyone was chiming in, but the consensus was clear.

A new executive had been transferred to the East Coast division.

Rumor had it he was from Cabinda, and his last name was Lane.

It went without saying who that was.

The elevator dinged. Dale, leading the way, stepped out onto the 21st floor. The real estate department required facial recognition to open the glass doors on either side of the lobby.

While waiting for the client to let them in, Dale suddenly spoke up. "I just heard the employees from The Lane Group talking in there. Sounds like Odette's son has moved to Oasinia. Bonnie, you used to be Odette's student. Do you know how her son is doing health-wise?"

Dale didn't know the full story. He had only seen pictures of Odette's son undergoing physical therapy on her social media.

When he had called to ask, he was told it was a car accident.

There was a social gap between Cabinda and Oasinia, and Dale was so absorbed in his work that he rarely paid attention to gossip, so he had no idea how the accident had actually happened.

"It's been a long time. He should be fine by now," Bonnie replied evenly.

Dale nodded, agreeing with the logic. If the man could take charge of the East Coast division, he couldn't be in too bad of shape.

He paused, then added with a frown, "I recall Odette having a daughter too, a dancer, I think. I don't know if it's just a rumor, but I heard she got into some serious trouble?"

Bonnie realized she hadn't thought about Hannah and the rest of them in almost three years. Calculating the time, if they had behaved, Nana and Penn should be getting out of prison soon.

But Hannah still had a long stretch ahead of her.

Her heart felt no ripples as she stated the facts. "She did. The principal's daughter went to prison for cyberbullying."

Who had the time for other people's dramatic love affairs and grudges? Everyone had endless workloads during the day and endless drinks, parties, and karaoke nights after dark.

People could barely keep up with the city's glittering chaos, let alone the bitter pills swallowed in some trivial romance.

Over the past three years, Bonnie had changed in one noticeable way: she had become much more social and made more friends.

Her alcohol tolerance had gone up, too.

In their industry, working late was the norm. Heading out at midnight for drinks or karaoke before staggering back to the dorm was just par for the course.

Everyone lived for the moment, and no one embodied that more than Yvonne.

Once, at a lounge, Yvonne's seductive eyes were shadowed in the dim light as she told Bonnie, "Look at every person in here. Who doesn't have a past? Who doesn't have scars? Who doesn't have some dark history? But watch them—once this fragile night is over, tomorrow they'll all be the most beautiful men and women in the entire city!"

Yvonne had gotten drunk that night and let her emotions slip. Afraid of bothering Yvonne's roommate, Bonnie had taken her back to her own dorm. When they woke up the next morning, Yvonne acted like absolutely nothing had happened, never mentioning a single word from the night before.