Chapter 157
A stock clerk pushing a cart interrupted us, “Excuse me, coming through.”
1 tugged Christine back and asked, “What were you saying?”
“Do you think Margaret could be Albert’s biological daughter?” Christine’s eyes sparkled with the thrill of gossip.
I frowned. “That seems a bit far-fetched. Margaret’s even older than Bryant by two years.”
Even if it were an affair, it wouldn’t have started that early, right?
“Why not?” Christine dismissed my doubt with a wave, excitedly diving into high society scandals. “You know how messy these rich people can get. Marrying one, keeping a few mistresses on the side, isn’t that business as usual?”
“But still…” I hesitated, “If Margaret was Albert’s flesh and blood, and considering how much Timothy despised Margaret, why didn’t Albert tell Timothy?”
That way, Timothy would have been kinder to his granddaughter.
at were
Christine paused, finding sense in my words, puzzled. “Yeah, you’re right. If Albert’s daughter, he wouldn’t just sit back and watch Bryant get involved with Margaret. That’s incest, right?”
I nodded, not wanting to delve deeper, but Christine suddenly said, “No, something’s still off. It doesn’t add up.”
“Let’s not dwell on it. It’s none of our business, anyway.” I poked her forehead playfully and handed her a bag of tomato-flavored chips. “Here, your favorite.”
In any case, next month would come soon enough. Once I got the divorce papers, Bryar and I would be worlds apart, let alone Albert and Margaret. It wouldn’t matter if they we father and daughter or, just as Christine had bluntly put it, shared the same bed. It woul be none of my concern anymore.
For dinner, we chose a cozy restaurant known for its local comfort food, with Christine and me arriving first. When Mark showed up alone, Christine glanced at him and twitched her mouth sarcastically.
I saw through the awkwardness and asked, “Mark, Steven didn’t come?”
Steven used to tag along wherever Christine went.
“He…” Aware of the strained relationship between Steven and Christine, Mark hesitated before saying, “He was caught up with something today.”
Christine knew better. “He went on a blind date. His family is pushing for a strategic
marriage.
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I was momentarily stunned, feeling a sense of inevitable anger, though not completely surprised. I didn’t expect it to happen so soon.
Christine’s relationship with Steven was doomed from the start
much like mine with
Bryant. If not for Timothy, I would never have dreamed of marrying into a family like the Ferguson family.
In front of Mark, I didn’t try to console Christine.
Instead, Christine brought up a new topic. “Jane, you represented the Ferguson Group in
the design contest and won first place, but you’ve resigned. What about the
jointly-designed?”
Caught off guard, I turned to Mark. “Yeah, Mark, I’ve left Ferguson Group…”
Mark’s eyes twinkled. “Then, would you be interested in joining us?”
“Joining?” My eyes widened in disbelief at what I was hearing.
Designers in our field were usually those who had won international awards or had made. a name for themselves. I never dared to dream that far.
was ours.”
Mark nodded, smiling. “I remember your dream brand in college was
“Mark, I’ve noticed you have a good memory about anything related to Jane.” Christine was amused. “Is there anything that Jane said that didn’t stick in your memory?”
I squirmed uncomfortably, about to smooth things over, as Mark replied, “Not as of yet.”
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