Chapter 148 No Spicy Food
Kimmy said, “I really think he’s trying to <b>scam </b>you, Ms. Dawson. You can’t be <b>that </b>naive about people
Ste replied, “<b>And </b>you shouldn’t assume the worst about everyone either. Keep that up and you’ll never get a boyfriend.”
Kimmy was speechless. Too cynical? Who goes to someone’s ce and conveniently loses a million–dor item! That had to be on purpose. right
“Alright, just get me a cup of coffee.” Ste said.
Whether or not he was trying to scam her didn’t really matter; the key thing <b>was</b>, no one could actually scam her. She was doing pretty well just not scamming anyone herself.
Last night, Abraham had <b>gotten </b>drunk and made a mess of her. She was still a little dazed.
Kimmy nodded and left. Once Ste was alone in the office, her phone started buzzing.
It was Abraham.
She <b>picked </b>up. “Abraham”
“Did Louis leave?”
His deep voice came through the line, heavy with authority and pressure.
“He’s gone,” Ste answered.
If he hadn’t left, <b>what </b>was he going to do–show up <b>and </b>skin him alive like <b>some </b>kind of
“And the bracelet<b>?</b>”
“I gave it back,” she said quickly.
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Thank god she <b>had</b>. With Abraham’s <b>tone </b>right now, if she hadn’t returned it, she would’ve beenpletely screwed.
“What <b>have </b><b>I </b><b>always </b>told you?” <b>Abraham </b>asked.
“Don’t ept gifts from men. I didn’t take it,” she replied.
She added the <bst </b>part in a soft, slightly wronged voice.
Feeling his serious tone, she quickly tacked <b>on</b>, “I really didn’t.”
“Good girl,” Abraham said.
Ste rolled her eyes. Good girl? Is that still an appropriate thing to call me!
<b>“</b>So I can <b>never </b>ept gifts from men? I’m an <b>adult </b>now.”
There was a hint of testing in her voice. Sure, Abraham <b>didn’t </b><b>have </b><b>other </b>women around, but she wasn’t a child <b>anymore</b>.
And after what happenedst night – Just <b>thinking </b>about it made her cheeks <b>flush</b>.
<b>Even </b>if <b>Abraham </b>didn’t remember anything. Ste still wanted to feel things out–figure out exactly what she was to him.
<b>But </b>after she spoke, the phone went silent..
Ste’s heart clenched tighter with each second.
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Chapter 148 No Spicy Food
All these years at Rivermount, she had never epted a <b>single </b>gift from a <b>man </b>
“I’ve never <b>given </b>you anything?” Abrahamn asked.
<b>“</b><b>What</b>?”
“How would it feel?”
The question came so out of the blue, Ste didn’t even know how to respond.
Meanwhile, Louis had just stepped out of Ste’s office when he got a call from <b>Alex </b>
As expected, Alex only had one thing to say<b>, </b><b>he </b>wanted the ring.
Louis‘ sudden change <b>in </b>attitude yesterday had made Alex start to suspect. Had Louis actually given the ring to Marlon
-Where are you now?” Louis asked.
“At home. You’re <b>gonna </b>bring it to me?”
Bring it? That ring was long gone–may it rest in peace. What, am I supposed to go dig through the city dump?
“I’ming to you now.”
Louis hung up the call without waiting for a response.
Half an hourter, he pulled up outside Alex’s ce.
“The ring?” Alex asked the second he <b>saw </b>him.
<b>“</b><b>Get </b>in.”
“What? No–where’s my ring?”
“<b>Just </b>get in. I’ll take you to it.”
Alex froze. Take me to it? This scumbag really had given it to Marion?
Now Alex was <b>pissed</b>. He yanked the car door <b>open </b>and jumped <b>in</b><b>. </b>Take me to it?
If Louis didn’t get it back today, this <b>wasn’t </b>going to end well.
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Alex figured Louis was driving him to see Marlon. But the longer they were on the road, the more wrong the <b>route </b>felt.
“This isn’t the way to Marlon’s ce. Where are we <b>going</b>?”
“You’ll find out soon enough,” Louis <b>said</b>.
“Did you sell my ring?
Louis‘ head throbbed. At this point, he <b>didn’t </b>want to talk to Alex at all.
They drove for a full hour before finally stopping outside a <b>quiet</b>, tucked–away tea house. A waiter came over respectfully
“Mr. Louis
“Which room <b>is </b>Mr. Abraham in?” <b>Louis </b>asked.
At the mention of that name, the waiter’s face froze. He looked ufortable.
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