The game ended quickly. It was almost a tie, and each group missed the hole at least once.


    However, none of them cared about the result. They quipped at each other, and Kellen suggested having a barbecue after the game.


    Eugene attended, and Mnie naturally had to follow.


    The golf course was a recreational club. They took the buggy to the barbecue ce in the club.


    It was by a clearke, and it was a scenic spot.


    Simon and Kellen were already drinking wine, while Eugene was nowhere to be seen.


    Mnie did not want to drink, so she sat in a quiet corner.


    She had not replied to Xander’s message. Just as she took out her phone, the dean of the nursing home called her.


    Mnie answered and heard the dean’s anxious voice. “Miss Smith, when will you be back in Jepton? I think I have to let you know something about Mr. Lancaster.


    “Mr. Lancaster has been going out frequently to the bank and seems like he’s in a rush. When the caretaker went with him today, he heard the bank employee saying he had almost withdrawn everything in his bank.”


    Mnie’s expression turned gloomy. She had not thought of how to tell her grandfather about Dn’s matter.


    Anger burned in her as she endured it and spoke to the dean before hanging up the call.


    She looked at the calendar on her phone and pondered.


    Her appetite was gone, and she strode toward Eugene. She wanted to know if she could take a leave.


    The seats were random, and this area was livelier. Simon and Kellen were good at entertaining


    everyone.


    When she approached, Kellen happened to want to toast Eugene. “Mr. Scott, you’re young and sessful. Let’s toast upon it.”


    Just as he spoke, a clear voice came from beside him. “Mr. Scott has work to do this evening. I’ll drink on his behalf.”


    Mnie took three sses and filled them with wine.


    She looked at Kellen and casually said, “Mr. Jein, since you’re toasting Mr. Scott, I’ll have to drink three sses if I were to drink on Mr. Scott’s behalf to express my sincerity.”


    Kellen was displeased at first but admired Mnie when she said that.


    Mnie drank up three sses of wine in one go.


    When she was done, her cheeks were flushing.


    Her alcohol tolerance was not good, yet she could still look into Kellen’s eyes. She poured another ss of wine for herself. “This is for you, Mr. Jein.”


    Kellen nodded but did not toast her.


    He looked at Mnie with interest. “Miss Smith, you’re Mr. Scott’s secretary. Why do you have to toast me?”


    Mnie was a little taken aback, but she said, “If it weren’t for you, Mr. Jein, I wouldn’t be able to rx in a ce like this with Mr. Scott.”


    Kellen looked at Eugene. “Your secretary is good at speaking.”


    Eugene did not say anything, so Kellen changed the topic. Mnie smiled and nodded by the


    side.


    After Kellen left, others came to toast Eugene. Mnie drank everything for him.


    When the gathering ended, Mnie was dizzy and could only rest on the swing.


    It was quiet around her. Mnie looked around, only to find out that everyone had left.


    Firm footsteps approached Mnie.


    It was a familiar scent, and Mnie looked at Eugene before her. She wanted to pull him, yet she had not much strength left and could only reach the hem of his shirt.


    Mnie moved her lips and lifted her head. “Eugene, I feel dizzy.”