Chapter 184

After Mercer and Sophie left early, the party started to wind down.

As they were saying their farewells, Melinda took Calla's hand. "Ms. Sherman, thank you for your help today."

"Mrs. Lowry Senior, it was my pleasure," Calla replied with a smile.

Melinda lacked the obnoxious demeanor of a wealthy lady from high society. Instead, she was very kind and respectable.

"You remind me of myself when I was young. I hope we'll meet again." Melinda's eyes showed a hint of admiration.

"I'm sure we will." Calla nodded. Even though she said that, Calla knew their social statuses were worlds apart. They would likely never meet again.

Regardless of the thoughts she harbored, Pierre drove Calla home in his Land Rover.

"You don't have to accompany me. I can go in on my own." Calla got out of the car, declining Pierre's offer to walk her to her door.

But Pierre insisted, getting out of the car and walking her to the entrance of her complex. He smiled and said, "This old neighborhood isn't very