Jeremy helped Corinne tighten the coat around her.
“Eat it while it’s still hot. Tommy bought a lot, so it should be enough for you all to share.”
Corinne stared into Jeremy’s gentle eyes. “Alright, thanks for the trouble.”
Jeremy frowned. ‘She’s acting like we’re strangers! Though, this is definitely better than her ignoring me.’
Corinne was about to go in when she remembered something.
“By the way, Mister Jeremy, please accept the money I wired to you for the painting.”
Jeremy frowned. “Must you be so calculative toward me?”
“Of course. It’s important to keep our affairs separate until we solve our problems.”
Jeremy’s eyes darkened, and his tone was less gentle than before. “Go inside, eat your supper, and go to sleep after that!”
Corinne pouted and snapped back, “You should go home too, Mister Jeremy. Have a safe journey back.”
Jeremy, still salty with Corinne’s behavior, turned and got into his car. Tommy bowed slightly toward Corinne before following suit.
However, the car remained parked where it was.
Corinne planned to see them off with her eyes before going back inside the mansion, so she frowned when she saw the car not
moving. She then turned and walked back toward the mansion. The servant who followed her out took the takeout from her.
Jeremy gestured to the driver with his chin to drive away once he was sure Corinne had safely gone back inside.
After Jeremy’s car drove off, Jason—who had been treated like he was invisible the whole time—snapped out of his trance and
chased after Corinne.
“Corinne! Wait!”
Corinne did not stop walking. She glanced back and asked impassively, “Oh, it’s you, Mister Jason. Did you just come?”
This made Jason bitter. ‘How could she not notice me when I was only a few meters away from her?’
He smiled helplessly after he caught up to her. Matching her step for step, he asked, “Why aren’t you surprised I’m here at all?”
“Why should I be surprised? The circle of the rich isn’t that big, so you guys would always inform each other when something big
happened. It’s not that surprising that you’ll come here.”
Corinne’s calmness and intelligence were why Jason liked her.
“So the Riveras’ mansion was where you’ve been staying for the past two days. Why didn’t you tell me?” asked Jason.
“Why should I tell you? So you can come here when you have nothing better to do? Besides, I didn’t tell you, yet you’re here
anyway.”
Jason frowned with frustration. “Corinne, you might not want me to find you, but you should know I’m really worried about you!
Not to mention, I heard you were kidnapped and were only rescued not long ago! Are you okay? Are you hurt anywhere?”
Corinne waved her hand. “Look at me. I’m fine, aren’t I?”
Jason studied her from head to toe. “Good. I’m glad you’re okay. I got the fright of my life and rushed over as soon as I could
when I got the news.”
“Sorry for worrying you again,” said Corinne, somewhat sheepishly. “But you don’t need to worry. I’m fine, so you should head
back home to rest if there’s nothing else.”
Jason frowned. “Why? Am I not welcome here?”
“No, it’s not because of that. It’s just that it’ll be morning soon. Don’t you have to work tomorrow?”
Jason smiled. “But you’re more important than work.”
Corinne suddenly got goosebumps. She decided to take what Jason said as a joke, so she said nothing.