GoodReadKenneth's expression froze for just a moment before he nodded. "Yeah, alright. I'll keep you posted on any updates from Byte 7.
And don't worry about the final payment; I've got it all sorted.” Dorothy acknowledged with a quick, "Then I'll be off." "You drove here yourself?" "Yeah." Kenneth waved his hand dismissively, "Drive safe on your way back, and remember to ice that ankle. We don't want it swelling up by morning." He watched as Dorothy got into her car, his lips curling into a half-smile.
Kenneth knew that Dorothy would never bring Everett to the cemetery. That man had no right to set foot in the sacred grounds, to visit Bella as a son-in-law.
And neither would he, not in that role, ever.
Dorothy drove back to the Bay Residence, her gaze instinctively scanning for Everett's car.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSeeing the sleek black Maybach parked steadily in the garage, she let out a small sigh of relief.
It wasn't that she felt guilty for anything—she just didn't want to upset Everett by going to the cemetery without him, especially after ending up there with Kenneth. The situation would be uncomfortable if Everett were to find out.
She punched in the code and walked in, exchanging her shoes for slippers at the foyer.
Dorothy could hear the laughter of the kids upstairs, but there was no hint of Everett.
Was he in the bedroom? Shuffling in her slippers, Dorothy checked the master bedroom, but it was empty.
She went upstairs, half-expecting to find Everett playing with the kids, but he wasn't there either.
"Where's Dad?" Dorothy asked Langston.
"I dunno, Mom. He was here earlier playing with me and Sis, then he kept checking his watch like he had something important to do. He didn't stay long." "He didn't say where he was going?" Langston shook his head.
"Okay, you two keep playing. Mommy's going to look for Daddy." Dorothy went back downstairs and called Everett's phone.
After a few rings, Kevin picked up.
“Ms. Sanchez, Mr. Lopez is in a meeting. Is there something urgent?" "He's at the office?" "Yes, the meeting might take a while longer. If there's anything pressing, feel free to inform me, and I'll update Mr. Lopez." Upon hearing that he was at the office, Dorothy quickly said, "No, it's nothing! Carry on with your work." "Alright, Ms. Sanchez." After hanging up, Dorothy changed into fresh clothes and took a shower. She thought that once Everett returned, they should check the flights back to Swevia Country.
Eager to escape the domestic chaos, she was determined not to waste any more time and looked forward to immersing herself in the tranquility of Swevia Country.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmKaren should've known better than to take Jeffrey's word for it.
While he initially let her rest upon their return to his place, the remainder of the night turned into an ordeal.
Jeffrey insisted that after a good rest, it was time for some "activity." It was nearly noon before she woke up, her legs trembling and barely able to hold her up.
Jeffrey wasn't in the bedroom. So, Karen took a shower first, then went out to look for him.
Upon opening the door, Karen could hear Jeffrey in the living room, apparently discussing work.
There he was, looking every bit the professional from the waist up, in a suit, fluently conducting project negotiations. However, below the waist, he wore sky-blue boxer shorts.
Karen chose not to disturb him and simply poured herself a glass of water.
Shortly after, Jeffrey ended the video call, grumbling, "I have no idea what got into Everett, suddenly rushing back to work at the office! Now I've got to work overtime too!"
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