When Scarlett got home, her grandfather had not gone to bed yet. Rowan was sitting alone on the sofa in the living room. Seeing Scarlett come back, Rowan's features unfrowned a bit, "Is it settled?"
Scarlett smiled and nodded her head," Everything is settled. It’s not a big deal."
"That's good. It's late. Go take a shower and go to bed."
"Okay, Grandpa. Good night."
"I'm going to bed, too." Rowan glanced at Yair as he said so. The assistant had worked with Rowan for many years. Yair glanced at Scarlett, and then he followed Rowan into his room. He knew his boss' intentions.
"Yair, what was going on?"
Yair thought of what Scarlett had just told him earlier. After all, he didn't tell Rowan the truth. "It’s a misunderstanding. That man didn't meant for us. He had a conflict with another car just like ours earlier. He thought it was us. After Ms. Reed explained it to him, he apologized to us."
The explanation made sense.
Scarlett's grandfather's stared at Yair for a few seconds. At last, Rowan said, "All right. Thank you, Yair. It's late. Go to have a good rest."
"Yes, Mr. Tank. Good night."
"OK."
Yair then went to the study and collected his things. Then he was ready for a shower and going to bed.
Scarlett woke up early the next morning. She had spent the last few days walking around with her grandfather, and she had slept well at night.
Today they were going to the countryside. Scarlett had not contacted with the Bookers since the last unpleasant incident.
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