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Josiah smiled and produced two invitations, passing them to Joe and Mandy ceremoniously.
“My mother’s organizing a recital and would like to invite you both!”
Mandy went through the pretty invitation with a smile.
Mrs. Bayer was known for her talents among wealthy wives. She was good at music, chess, literature, and painting
—all at a masterly level.
“If I remember correctly, she held an art exhibition last year!” Mandy said with a smile, “And she’s hosting a recital
this year. She’s amazing!”
“You’re flattering her!” Josiah scratched his head and chuckled. “My mom’s just bored at home and plays around!
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtUncle and Aunt Tanner, you’ve got to come if you’re free!”
“Of course! That’s needless to say!”
“My mom’s organizing a recital on the sea this time. The elders will be on a cruise, while the younger generation
will be on yachts at our family’s private beach!”
“Oh, that’s very thoughtful!” Joe said with a smile, “Please ask Mrs. Bayer to rest assured. We’ll be there on the
dot!”
Since Josiah had accomplished his task, he bid goodbye to the Tanners, and the couple sent him to the hallway
toward the door. Coincidentally, a few servants passed by with fresh laundry.
They greeted Josiah when they saw him, coinciding with the latter turning to look at them—and the laundry in their
hands. One of those was a man’s jacket, navy with a butterfly embroidered at the collar…
Josiah was stunned. This was… his jacket. He had met a girl named Kelly at the auction the other day, and he had
taken it off to drape it on her when they took a walk outside!
“Josiah?” Joe called for him, seeing that he had spaced out.
Josiah jolted and snapped back to reality, forcing a smile.
The servants had gone on their way, and he could not stop them over a jacket. It would be too weird.
It was just that his clothes were always tailor-made, and that jacket was really his. The butterfly embroidered on it
was second to none in the world. He had draped it on Kelly. Why had it appeared here?
Josiah felt like he was in a thick fog of mystery as he walked out of the Tanners’ residence. He pulled out his phone
and found the name.
They had exchanged numbers, but each text he had sent her felt like it was lost in the sea like she had never
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmexisted. He even doubted whether the girl he had met that night was just his delusion.
Josiah gave it a thought and slowly typed.
[Kelly, how are you?].
There was no reply from the other end. He sent another message.
[Where are you?]
He waited for some time until the screen turned black. He chuckled self-deprecatingly and kept his phone back in
his pocket.
He was so hung up over her here, but who knew if the girl had completely forgotten about him?
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