Mr. Reid discussed his idea with us, and at the same time, he also discussed it with the boss of Gifted Design.
We signed the agreement immediately and made an appointment to go to the holiday village tomorrow to have a look. Afterwards, we would check the blueprint of the building design, follow by the revision of landscape design and interior design.
When talking about the schedule, I felt happy.
Because of this tight schedule, I had the excuse to work overtime, so I didn't need to accompany Shelton.
Although he was quite kind to me these days.
However, the better he treated me, the more I cared about the hidden viciousness of him.
I was terrified that I would enrage him one day.
Therefore, it would be best for me to cut down the time with him.
The next day, Mr. Reid did not come, but he sent Bache to drive me and Nancy to the holiday village.
In the car, I pretended to ask Bache casually, "Mr.
Bache, Mr. Reid and you said that I looked like someone. Who is she?"
From Shelton, I had learned that Mr. Reid's full name was James Reid when I was home yesterday evening.
"You are like an aunt of mine," said Bache, who was driving.
His words caused a twinge in my heart.
I had told Nancy about my mother, so she knew my family background.
Nancy glanced at me when she heard that.
I asked hurriedly, "Your aunt?"
"Yes, but I haven't seen her for a long time. I met her when I was a kid," Bache replied naturally.
He was an artless man.
When I asked him this question, he didn't suspect anything.
"Oh... So your aunt is married?" I continued to ask.
"No, she was mentally ill in my impression, and she had received the treatment for that before she passed away," said Bache.
Mentally ill?
For some reason, when I heard his words, my heart was filled with bitterness.
This kind of feeling was something I had never experienced before.
But his aunt was clearly a stranger to me, unless...
I looked at Nancy, who was also looking at me.
We looked at each other in the eyes. I hesitated for a moment, and then decided to shut my mouth.
I didn't think that I could get the truth from Bache, so I decided to ask James directly.
It took almost three hours' drive from downtown to this village. One of the reasons was that Bache drove too slow.
Since it was winter, the construction hadn't started yet. Nancy and I just took a look at the surrounding environment.
By the time we decided to return, it was already past three o'clock. According to Bache's driving speed, it would be dark when we got home.
Nancy couldn't stand his slowness anymore. She grabbed the steering wheel from Bache and drove on her own.
We arrived in City Y in two hours.
As soon as we entered the city, Bache got a call from James, who invited us for dinner when knowing we were back.
Bache told us about his invitation.
I would have definitely refused the invitation, if I hadn't heard about his aunt's story.
But this time...
I took a look at Nancy, but before I could say anything, Nancy opened her mouth, " Mr. Reid is so kind, we will go."
"Nancy."
Nancy looked at me and patted my shoulder. "We are partners. If you can't focus on the work for some reason, I will also suffer!"
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