The Day I Kissed An Older Man novel Chapter 1295

Sophia sounded a little anxious. "Why can't I get through to Jeremy's phone? Is he home yet?"

"Yes," Tommy replied, "he's resting."

Sophia doubted that answer, so she asked, "Is he? Why can't I get through to his cell phone?"

Tommy answered according to Jeremy's request. "Perhaps his cell phone ran out of battery and was switched off. Don't worry, Miss Sophia. He's fine."

"That's good to know. I'll try his phone again tomorrow morning."

After hanging up, Tommy turned around and said, "It's done."

"Good," came Jeremy's absent-minded reply.

Tommy thought for a while before asking, "It appears that Corinne is at the Riveras. Shall I arrange for someone to pick her up?"

Jeremy narrowed his eyes and looked at the soundly sleeping girl. "It's fine. She's safe there."

He could tell from the video that she was not at her previous place. She was still not keen on going home with him, but he could feel somewhat reassured as her brother Lucas would be taking care of her.

Jeremy returned to the Holdens and saw Pamela sitting in the living room with a worried expression.

He took off his coat and walked over. "Why aren't you asleep yet, Grandma?"

Pamela snapped back to her senses. She looked at her grandson and caught a whiff of alcohol on him. "Were you drinking again, Jeremy?"

Jeremy's expression sank a little. As much as he wanted to take care of her, she avoided him like the plague whenever he tried to get close to her. He could not provoke her much either. If he were to bring her back by force, she might kick up a huge fuss!

Jeremy looked at Pamela earnestly. "I promise she'll be fine, and I assure you that I'll bring her back. Don't think too much about it. Go to bed and get some rest."

Pamela sighed. "I know that Sophia's family has helped the Holdens a lot, but you should know better than to let her be around you like that. Return their favor, and solve all these issues as soon as you can. Draw a clear line between yourself and Sophia! That way, Corinne will be willing to come home, and she won't misunderstand you again!”

Jeremy nodded. "Okay."

When Pamela saw that her grandson was listening to her, she did not lecture him any further and got up. She then asked the maid to help her back to her room. After the old lady returned to the room, Jeremy leaned his head back on the sofa and massaged his eyebrows.

All of a sudden, a movement in one corner caught his eye. Jeremy's gaze sharpened, and he asked, "Who's there? Show yourself!"