Clara vaguely understood, "So... you’re setting her up?"
Faye Townsend raised her eyebrows with pride, "Danielle and you being there, she has to fall into this trap."
"But aren’t you afraid she might return those clothes after we leave?"
"No, do you rember when she was trying on clothes, I went to help her pick more outfits?"
Clara nodded; of course, she rembered. Faye had an excellent eye for fashion, she gave her a perfect score.
"I told the sales clerk to remove all the tags from the clothes I finalized.
Without tags, clothes from the Prolly Family can’t be returned or exchanged.
Unless it’s a voluntary sponsorship from the Prolly Family, even the emperor couldn’t return them."
Clara gave her a thumbs up.
Faye has a sharp mind, considering every step thoroughly.
The two left the mall and returned to the hotel. Faye dropped her off by the car, "Today wasn’t entirely satisfying, so let’s go shopping together again soti."
"No problem, I’m always ready for your call."
"I’ll leave Darnley to you tonight, drive safely on your way back."
Clara nodded with a smile, started the car, and drove away.
Faye turned and entered the hotel, returning to her room.
Darnley wasn’t there, and the entire suite felt empty.
She washed up briefly and then decided to rest.
The room was so quiet; she tossed and turned, unable to sleep.
Having the routine of telling stories to her child before bed.
Now that the child wasn’t with her, she suddenly felt so empty and lonely.
She switched on the bedside lamp, sat up, got out of bed, pulled open the curtains, and looked out.
The city lights twinkled, and from this angle it was quite beautiful.
There was red wine in the room. She opened a bottle, poured herself a glass, and sat by the window to enjoy the night view.
Fingering the ring on her hand, she looked down at it, furrowing her brow as she took it off and held it up to her eyes.
After watching it for a mont, she placed the ring on the table beside her.
She had to attend a board eting tomorrow; she couldn’t take this ring, which shouldn’t have been on her, with her.
Thinking of the encounter with Hunter Warren at the airport today.
A certain part of her heart stirred slightly.
Six years had passed, yet his face had gained a mature charm, though his eyes remained as cold as ever.
It was as if nothing in the world could catch his eye.
In all honesty, seeing him made her realize her heart was still alive.
Although not as impulsive as when she was a young girl.
But there was certainly sothing there.
Soone once said, love forgotten by ti was never true love.
Now she believed it.
But thinking deeply, she found herself quite foolish.
Clearly, she didn’t matter to him, yet she persisted in offering this cheap true love; how silly.
She shook her head with a small laugh, took a shallow sip of the wine.
In her tipsy state, she fell asleep leaning against the sofa.
The morning sunlight spilled into the room through the window, waking her with its glare.
She opened her eyes and found the wine glass still in her hand; she pursed her lips, set the glass down, and got up to wash.
Dressed and ready, she ordered breakfast, intending to go to the company afterward.
Halfway through her al, her phone rang; it was Oliver Turner calling.
"Hello, Oliver, good morning."
"Faye, where are you?"
"I’m having breakfast."
"Let break so bad news," Oliver laughed, "the board eting can’t be held today."
"Why?" Faye grew more serious, wondering if sothing had changed.
"Because Hunter Warren had an urgent matter and left Anchester.
He’s one of the major shareholders. Without his presence, the board eting can’t proceed."
Faye felt more at ease.
She had been wondering yesterday if Hunter’s going out today wouldn’t allow him to participate in the board eting tomorrow.
And now the whole eting was delayed because of him.
People who are willful are always this way.
"Alright, I understand. Was Darnley alright last night?"
ntioning Darnley, Oliver chuckled, "He was fine except for being a bit restless in his sleep."
Faye smiled softly, "He didn’t fall off the bed again, did he?"
"No, but in the middle of the night, when I stretched out my hand and didn’t feel the child, I got scared. Opened my eyes and found him at my feet. If I hadn’t woken up, he might have fallen off."
"He’s always been like that," Faye said, glancing at her watch, "Since there’s no board eting today, find soone to bring Darnley back for ."
"Do you have other plans today?
If not, I can show you around while your child also gets to know Anchester."
Faye thought for a mont, "I’m afraid I can’t today; I have to take him sowhere."
"Where? Let accompany you."
"No need; I have to take him to see his grandparents."
Oliver hesitated for a mont, "I’ll send a car for you."
"Okay."
After breakfast, Faye changed from her red short-sleeved shorts business set into a white dress.
In less than an hour, Darnley was sent back by the car Oliver arranged.
Faye helped him change into new clothes, "Darnley, today I’ll take you to see your grandparents."
"Okay, Mom, when are we leaving?
Neat yourself up, let’s go now."
She got up to grab her bag, and Darnley tidied his clothes and pants, following Faye downstairs.
"How was it at Oliver’s dad’s house yesterday?
"It was fine, except Oliver’s dad doesn’t know how to tell stories. I can’t sleep without a story at night.
In the end, it was Clara who told a very interesting story that lulled to sleep."
"Did she? What story did Clara tell you?"
"She told the story of Wu Song fighting a tiger after drinking wine. Clara said it’s from a fad Eldorian classic."
Faye chuckled, "Wu Song fighting the tiger? Yes, that’s a small story from Water Margin, one of Eldoria’s Four Great Classical Novels.
Do you like it? If you do, I’ll buy you a set of the Four Great Classics when we return."
Darnley thought seriously before asking, "But I’m afraid there are so words I don’t recognize. You’ll have to read it to ."
"No problem, but you have to promise one thing."
Darnley looked at her, "What is it?"
"You have to rember the stories I read to you and tell Miya when I’m not ho."
"No problem, I’ll tell them even better than you."
Faye ruffled the boy’s hair, seeing how proud he was.
Passing a flower shop, she took Darnley’s hand to buy roses.
While the florist wrapped the flowers, Faye crouched down in front of Darnley, "Darnley, rember this well now. Your grandma loved roses the most in her lifeti.
No matter when, when you visit your grandma, you must bring a bouquet of roses, understand?"
"Only roses?"
"Yes, only roses."
"I rember."
With the flowers in hand, they drove directly to Anchester Cetery.
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