Second Marriage to Mr. Rich (Ned Fletcher) novel Chapter 230

Ingrid pulled Linda's arm and apologized to Mark.

"I'm sorry, my friend is a bit anxious. This porcelain is a gift for the second son of the Norwalk family. It's also a way to promote our national culture. So, we really hope to obtain a piece by Mr. Reynolds. Could you please speak to Mr. Reynolds and check if we could present an available piece? We'd be very grateful!"

Linda's attitude starkly contrasted with Ingrid's plea. Ingrid was the spokesperson for the Norwalk family, and intending the gift for Simon somewhat swayed Mark.

He nodded.

"Please wait here. I'll go ask him."

When Mark left, Linda turned to the young man who initially greeted them.

"Wasn't there a lady who came in before us? Why isn't she here?"

"Oh, that lady," the young man replied with a smile.

"She's a close friend of Mr. Reynolds and has gone to have tea with him."

Linda was taken aback and then looked at Ingrid, her brows furrowing slightly.

"What's the deal with Angeline? How is she connected to everyone?"

First, she saved Simon. Now, she's a close friend of Eddie. Linda couldn't wrap her head around it.

Ingrid was also surprised by the information.

"Do you think Angeline and Mr. Reynolds... Could it be that kind of relationship?" Linda speculated, accustomed to the darker side of the entertainment industry.

"Cut the bullshit!"

Ingrid frowned, lowering her voice.

"Mr. Reynolds is old enough to be Angeline's grandfather!"

"Isn't it always the older guys who go crazy for younger, pretty girls? They don't mind splurging!" Linda remarked as she casually draped an arm around Ingrid's shoulder.

"You've been stressing over Mr. Fletcher's soft spot for Angeline lately. But imagine if we share this with him. Do you reckon he'd still be into a woman with some baggage?"

"Linda, stop! Stop looking at Angeline from an entertainment point of view. I owe her too much already," Ingrid protested with a deep frown.

Meanwhile, Angeline admired Eddie's new porcelain plate without daring to touch it. The plate was adorned with colorful enamel, and spring branches seemed as if they would bloom at any moment.