After walking Serenity to the door and seeing her drive away, Mrs. Stone turned on her heel and returned to the house. No sooner had Serenity returned to the shop than Jessica barged in. Serenity was surprised by Jessica showing up. “Where’s your sister, Serenity?” Jessica shot the question the moment she walked into the shop. “What business do you have with my sister, Mrs. Brown?” Serenity put away her car keys and faintly asked Jessica. Jasmine kept her eyes peeled, ready with a broom for when Jessica got out of line. Jessica was black and blue in the face. With that black eye, she appeared rather gaunt. She was only twenty-five years old, a year younger than Serenity. Yet, Jessica looked a lot older than Serenity right now. It was probably because Hank did want to foot the bills for her expensive skincare products now that he got the girl. Liberty had a better skincare routine than Jessica currently. Serenity had no sympathy for Jessica despite how she looked now.
Jessica made a long face.A while later, she turned on her heel and walked out. “Mrs. Brown.” With Serenity calling after Jessica, Jessica turned around and looked at her, waiting to get an answer about Liberty’s whereabouts. Serenity played nice and reminded her, “The bruises on your face are obvious. You might want to get something to clear them away. I heard that your wedding with Mr. Brown is coming up. The black and blue would not go well with the theme of your wedding.” Jessica’s wrinkles deepened with a grimace. Without a word, she cocked her head back and strutted out of the shop with her chest out. It was as if by doing so, she could prove her life could not be any better. A delivery person arrived. Jasmine ordered milkshakes to the shop. She took the milkshakes and gave a cup to her best friend. Jasmine gloated, “The Browns must have abused her. I thought she was all that, and her mother-in-law and sister-in-law had nothing on her.” Sipping on the milksha
Although Callum brought Camryn two business deals and revenue, she could not possibly spend all the profits on buying him dinner. “Alright. You can pick the place since it’s your treat. I’m happy if you want to cook for me too.” It did not matter to Callum where he was having the meal so long as his fiancée was treating him. If Camryn could read his mind, she would challenge Callum about her being his fiancée. Likewise, Callum would refute that since his nana made her his spouse candidate, so she was his fiancée. “I can’t see, Mr. Callum. I can’t cook.” Camryn calmly reminded Callum that she was blind.She could move freely in a familiar environment, but cooking was on another level. Camryn would make her own food if she had her eyesight. Despite being a child of the Newman family, Camryn used to do everything herself.The smile on Callum’s face faded. Oh, right. She could not see. How was she supposed to cook? He would probably not taste his wife’s cooking if she sti
Camryn and her aunt had an idea of who fed her the poison, but they had no hard evidence. Ten years ago, Camryn was only a sixteen-year-old teenager. Since her aunt had married and moved out of the city, she could rarely come back to her family home. They could not find proof against the poisoner. All Camryn knew was that her aunt got into a fight with her stepfather. Her aunt left in tears after her stepfather slapped her. Since then, her aunt always stayed at Wiltspoon Hotel whenever she was back in the city. She had not stepped foot into the Newmans’ residence. Callum commented, “You have a positive outlook on life.” Camryn faintly replied, “What can I do? Will crying help me see again?“No matter what happens, I need to face and accept reality.” Impressed, Callum uttered, “Not bad. I like the way you think.” With a straight face, Camryn asked, “What time is it, Mr. Callum? We should go and have dinner if it’s time.” One employee had gone out to make a floral delivery
Camryn walked around the cash register to retrieve the roses for Callum. As if she just heard the footsteps, Camryn stopped what she was doing and turned her head to face Mrs. Newman. She indifferently uttered, “Mom.” Mrs. Newman first checked Callum out. Unable to put her finger on the familiar face, she painted a smiling face and asked, “You look familiar, mister. And you are?” The person with the Maybach was no ordinary man. Straightening his back, Callum turned around and met Mrs. Newman’s gaze. He courteously responded, “Callum York.” “Ah, Callum York.” Mrs. Newman could count the time she had met the nine heirs of the York family because they rarely attended any social engagements. The outside world would probably not know how the York boys look or what their names were if they never joined the corporate world. The York family shielded their children well from the world. Mrs. Newman beamed at the mention of Callum’s name. She wanted to be friendly with the Yor
“Are you here to bring Ms. Newman home for dinner? Is there something you need to discuss with her? If so, I don’t want to intrude on your mother-and-daughter time,” Callum tenderly asked Mrs. Newman, acting like he had no idea of Camryn’s status in the family. Mrs. Newman was not here to give Camryn a hard time for once. She came to notify Camryn of Old Mr. Marshall’s business engagement at Wiltspoon Hotel tomorrow night. Camryn was to go with Mrs. Newman. Of course, Camryn was not there to replace Carrie. Mrs. Newman merely wanted to introduce Camryn to an old CEO who may be helpful to the Newmans’ family business. Although Camryn was blind, she was prettier than Carrie. Camryn’s soft and calm voice was soothing to the ear. Mrs. Newman was sure the old CEO would be captivated by Camryn’s beauty. “You’re not a bother at all. I just want to say a few words to Camryn before I have to leave.” Mrs. Newman kept a friendly attitude in Callum’s presence. She said to Camryn, “Do
“Either way, I’m going to send someone to get you tomorrow afternoon if you don’t come home. No matter what, you’re going with me tomorrow night.” Camryn remained aloof as she replied, “I can’t see, Mom. What do you mean, see the world? The world to me is darkness. There’s nothing for me to see.” “You!” Furious, Mrs. Newman was dying to give Camryn a slap. “I have said my piece. You can either listen or ignore it. Regardless, I’m sending a car to you tomorrow afternoon. I’m busy. I got to go.” Mrs. Newman could not get along with Camryn. Resentment and hatred overtook Mrs. Newman every time she saw Camryn’s face. Now that she had done what she came here for, Mrs. Newman said, “Sorry you have to see that, Callum. My daughter lost her confidence after losing her sight. “I want to take her to the party and help her out of her funk. Hopefully, she’ll find her confidence again. I need to attend to business, so I need to go.” Callum replied, “Sure. Bye, Mrs. Newman.” Mrs. New
“Boss, go and have your dinner with Mr. Callum. I’ll watch the shop.” The employee smiled as Camryn and Callum walked out of the shop. Callum waited in the car for Camryn. With the latter handling herself well in her familiar surroundings, it was hard to tell that she was blind. This was the first time Camryn had taken a ride with Callum. She felt her way to the passenger’s seat, sat tight, put her cane away, and buckled up. She did not take the back seat, but not because she did not want to. Callum refused to let her sit in the back because it would appear as though he was her driver. Since Camryn would not dare order a certain York around like a driver, she sat in the passenger’s seat. The passenger seat was not the safest place to be. It was a good thing Callum was steady behind the wheel. He was not the kind to put the pedal to the metal. She did feel somewhat safe to take a ride in his car. “Where are we going to have dinner?” while starting the engine, Callum ask