Chapter 11
It was Hector.
His words completely blew my mind. I jumped up from my seat. âHector, why do you have Selenaâs phone? What did you do to Selena? Youâre a jerk! Youâ¦..
âCan you find out what happened before you start scolding me?â Hector interrupted me with a wry laugh.
He explained, âYour friends drank too much in our private room tonight, and then they were harassed by those spoiled rich kids from Sobrough City.
âI saw that the situation wasnât right, so I arranged for them to stay in the rooms above my club. Selenal left her phone in the private room, and I just picked it up when you calledâ¦â
âHector, are you really that kind? Are you sure you didnât do anything to her?â
Thinking about what had happened to Selena on this night in my previous life, I still felt a lingering fear. So, I couldnât help but question him anxiously.
âOf course not. If you donât believe me, I can send you video proof,â Hector said over the phone and gave
me his number.
In my previous life, Hector and I were sworn enemies, so we had no way of contacting each other.
Therefore, I didnât even have his number.
I dubiously saved his contact, and soon after, he sent me the video on WhatsApp.
In the video, I saw several waitresses helping Selena and Yvonne into separate rooms. There were indeed
no men around.
It seemed that Hector had not lied to me.
âAlright, Iâll trust you this time. But Hector, youâd better not lie to me, or Iâll make sure you regret it.â
Although relieved, I still didnât fully trust Hectorâs character.
âIâm not as despicable as you think, but Taylor, you owe me a favor. If it werenât for me, your friends would have been taken home by others after drinking too muchâ¦â Hector said over the phone.
âWhy should I owe you a favor? Weâre all in the same circle, and itâs just the right thing to do, isnât it? All that matters is theyâre alright. Okay, thatâs it, goodbye!â
I didnât feel grateful at all. After knowing my friends were fine, I didnât want to talk to Hector anymore, so I hung up the phone directly.
The car was still speeding on the road. I stared at the back of Lukeâs head, letting my thoughts drift. Unknowingly, I recalled many scenes from my previous life.
Suddenly, a piece of information I had almost overlooked popped into my mind.
In that instant, I was jolted awake. I immediately asked Luke, âIf I remember correctly, donât you have a
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younger sister?â
In the past, I had only regarded Luke as a driver and had never chatted with him.
My sudden question made Luke pause for a moment before he answered me respectfully, âYes, Mrs. Holmes, I have a halfâsister who just graduated from college.â
Yes, it was her.
The memories flooded back, and I remembered a crucial detall from my previous life. Luke was actually Sabrinaâs brother. The reason Sabrina could win Gordonâs favor was also somehow related to Luke.
Luke was still driving for Gordon. He probably had no idea that in a few years, he would be able to soar into the sky.
He would be appointed by Gordon as an important projectâs deputy general manager, all because his sister was in love with Gordon.
Lifeâs twists and turns were truly miraculous.
Since I thought of this, I definitely wouldnât miss the chance to gather some information from Luke.
I quickly struck up a conversation with him. From what he shared, I quickly learned that Sabrinaâs mother opened a flower shop. The flower shopâs location was not far from the Holmes Group building.
Luke also said that his sister Sabrina was a sensible girl who would go to her motherâs flower shop to help. as soon as she got off work.
A flower shopâ¦
This reminded me of a detail from my previous life. I didnât know when it started, but Gordon, who never liked flowers, had fresh lilies placed in the office every day.
Not only that, but various elegant fresh flowers also appeared in their residence.
In my previous life, I couldnât understand how Sabrina managed to earn Gordonâs trust and favor. She started out as just a junior employee, after all.
But tonight, I suddenly realized that while delivering flowers every day, she must have had the opportunity
to interact with Gordon faceâtoâface.
And for two people who already had feelings for each other, these moments alone together were.
precious.
So, it seemed their love began to blossom amid these flower deliveries.
I couldnât help but squint and silently praised myself for my deduction. If I had been this perceptive in my past life, perhaps I wouldnât have ended up in that situation.
I didnât know whether to feel fortunate or sad.
Meanwhile, Luke had already driven the car into Hovilham Residenceâs parking lot.
âMrs. Holmes, weâve arrived. You should get some rest soon.â
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âAlright.â
I got out of the car. Even though I was unwilling to step inside, I didnât want to bother my parents so late at night, so I braced myself and decided to stay.
Everything in the house remained unchanged, with my skincare products and clothes neatly arranged.
The alcohol had left me a bit worn out, so I took a milk bath in the tub and washed my hair. Once refreshed, I slipped into a bathrobe and stepped out of the bathroom.
Just as I was about to lie down and sleep, I suddenly heard the door open. Gordon appeared in my sight.
Nora had just attempted suicide. Shouldnât he be at the hospital with her? Why was he back so soon?
Moreover, even if he did come back, he wouldnât come to this room. He would rather sleep in the guest
room next door.
I looked at him in surprise. His sudden appearance struck me as if he were an unexpected visitor.
âOh, youâre back so soon? Have you comforted your lover?â
I couldnât help but ridicule him, and simultaneously tightened the loose bathrobe around me.
He seemed somewhat accustomed to my snarky remarks and didnât get angry. He just said indifferently,â Thatâs none of your business. Go to sleep early.â
He then walked toward the bathroom. I recalled he had a strong obsession with cleanliness. He had never entered this bathroom just because my personal items were inside, let alone taking a bath there.
I hurriedly rushed forward, spreading my arms wide to prevent him from entering the bathroom.
âYouâre in the wrong place. Your bathroom is in another room, not here.â
âThis is my house. Where I choose to shower is up to me,
To my surprise, he seemed to have stopped obsessing over cleanliness tonight. He simply pushed me aside, walked into the bathroom, and didnât even close the door.
Soon, the sound of running water came from the bathroom.
Was Gordon really taking a shower in my bathroom?
I rubbed my eyes, feeling so bewildered I almost questioned life itself for a moment.