Chapter 369

The Chief of General Affairs‘ secretary smiled when he saw Helen. “It’s alright, Ms. Lane. I’m Aron Lynch, and your reputation precedes you, Ms. Lane. It’s an honor to finally meet you.” Caught by surprise, Helen smiled awkwardly.

Was she that famous already, that the Chief of General Affairs‘ secretary had actually heard of her?

“Oh, let’s not keep Mr. Lynch standing. Come on in–we can talk inside,” Cindy said just then. Helen nodded repeatedly as she came to her senses as well. “Yeah, that’s right. Do come in, Mr. Lynch.”

Aron shook his head. “That’s unnecessary. I’m just here on the Chief of General Affairs‘ behalf.

“I see… And what are Mr. Simmons‘ orders?” Helen asked gingerly.

Aron laughed. “Calm down, Miss Lane. Mr. Simmons heard that it’s your grandfather’s birthday. Since it’s a day to celebrate, he arranged for Riverton Hotel’s premier banquet hall for your use–all expenses covered, of course.”

“What?!”

The Lanes were bewildered, while Helen quickly said, “Please don’t joke like this, Mr. Lynch. We have not earned enough of Mr. Simmons‘ favor for such privilege…”

Aron chuckled. “There’s no need to be humble here, Ms. Lane, Mr. Simmons himself had spoken, so there’s no mistake. You can go to Riverton Hotel to ask if you still doubt me.”

If anything, Aron was himself shocked when Gerald tasked him with this errand–he would. certainly be a lot less shocked if they were talking about the Turnbulls!

The Turnbulls at least had influence in the capital, while one could only wonder what the Lanes had up their sleeves to draw such attention.

“Oh…”

Helen glanced at his mother and the rest in disbelief.

“Mr. Simmons really admires you, Ms. Lane,” Aron added. “He also hopes that Lane Holdings will rise to new heights.”

“Of course, of course…” Helen nodded repeatedly.

Seeing that his task was done, Aron said, “Here’s my number. Call me right away if there’s anything you need–I have something else to attend to, so I’ll be leaving now.”

Helen escorted him out of their manor reverently, and Gina signed emotionally when Aron’s car was finally out of sight. “Oh, my god… Gerald Simmons himself arranged a birthday party for the old man?

What an honor!”

“I heard that the premier hall is a place for Riverton’s rich and important people,” Peter added. “To think that we’d have the privilege too.”

“Didn’t you hear Mr. Lynch?” Cindy chimed in. “Mr. Simmons is footing the bill for the old man’s birthday. When did you make his acquaintance, Helen?”

Helen shook her head awkwardly. “You give me too much credit. I don’t have such a privilege.”

“You’re being too humble,” Peter told her.

Helen smiled bitterly–she was just stating facts.

“Oh!” Cindy gasped as she remembered something, and quickly said, “Could Mr. Larkin have arranged this? I mean, who else would know Gerald Simmons?”

Gina nodded repeatedly. “It has to be him. You have to thank him properly, Helen. He’s really done us a great honor this time.”

Helen was taken aback–could it really be Zeb?

Whatever the case might be, she now at least had a connection with Gerald!