NovelAppChapter 135 "Have you been drinking?" Ernest's deep and melodious voice broke the silence a few seconds later. "Would you?" I didn't answer but pressed him further.
"Where are you?" Ernest didn't answer but just shot the question right back at me.
"Forget it. I know the answer," I was about to hang up when Ernest stopped me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Felicia, where are you? At hor out somewhere?" A pressing urgency sounded in Ernest's voice.
A surge of suppressed emotion burst within me, "Who are you toto tellwhat to do? I can be wherever I want. I..." Suddenly, Fanny leaned in. "Don't worry, Mr. Adams. She's with me, her best friend." After speaking, Fanny whispered, "Play nice, sweetie, when you're asking for a favor." I pushed her away, laughing and joking, when Ernest's voice cthrough the phone. "Let's talk when you've sobered up tomorrow." He hung up, leavingstunned, looking at Fanny, "He thinks I'm drunk." Fanny laughed. "He's just worried you'll deny everything you said tonight cmorning." Sure, I had sdrinks, but it wasn't that bad. Maybe that was Ernest's way of rejecting me. After all, he heardsay I didn't like him. He must think I'm playing games, or maybe that was his way of getting back atfor rejecting him.
The aftermath of the drinks leftclueless about when Fanny went to work the next day until my phone's relentless ringing forcedto open my eyes.
"Hello," I answered without checking the caller ID.
"Ms. Hudson, can you cdown to the amusement park?" Ivan's voice was fraught with urgency.
I frowned. "Ivan, I quit, remember? If it's about work, you should talk to Dustin or Mr. Wagner." "Ms. Hudson, I specifically need you," Ivan's insistence madechuckle, wakingup.
I turned over, running my hands through my tousled hair. "What's it about?" "You'll know when you get here," Ivan tried to keep it mysterious.
I glanced at the ton my phone. It was already ten in the morning, in bed, reveling in Wadence of it all. Conte to Belongs "I told you, I've quit. It's not my business anymore," I reminded Ivan.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Ms. Hudson," Ivan pleaded, "what if it's a personal matter?" I pouted. "Well, that might be okay, but there's no need to meet at the amusement park, right?" "Then where would you like?" Ivan asked.
Realizing he was serious, I said, "Just tellover the phone." Back when I was with the company,
although Ivan was Conrad's assistant, Ivan looked out forbecause of my relationship with m Conrad He even handled all the gifts and arrangements Conrad made foron every special occasion. Compared to Conrad, Ivan seemed to have invested more in me.
"I can't talk about it over the phone. It needs to be in person, var sald, sounding almost desperate. Even so, I wasn't easily swayed. "If you don't say it, forget it." "Ms. Hudson," Ivan suddenly called me, a note of urgency in his voice," you tcome, I might be out es tomorrow." Content but of a I frowned, a suspicion forming. "Is this Conrad's doing? Are you trickinginto going?"
"Um," Ivan's voice sounded awkward, "Mr. Wagner wants you to cto the amusement park because... he wants to propose." Ashburn X
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