Raeleigh and her grandmother came back from the supermarket with few bags filled with groceries. Upon arriving at the gate, they caught sight of a black car that was parked at the entrance.
Novalie was neither deaf nor blind. She could recognize Jepherson's car right away.
What's more, there was a person standing by the car.
"Speak of the devil. I should have bought more. It looks so shabby now." Novalie threw a glance at her granddaughter who was standing still, looking nervous. "Grandma, he may not stay for dinner."
"How would you know that?" Novalie chuckled. Standing by the car door, Stuart waited for Jepherson to get out of the car.
After alighting the car, Novalie tidied up her coat and buttoned it. Then, she walked towards Jepherson and Raeleigh with a bright smile.
Novalie was an expert in reading people's minds. However, she could not see through Jepherson. His attractive smile seemed to mask his true self. Besides, his aura was strong and influential. Even though he did not have a group of people following him, but just looking at his imposing manner, one could tell that he was not someone to be trifled with.
Novalie glanced at Raeleigh, which had not moved an inch. She questioned, "What are you doing? Haven't you seen him before?"
Although Novalie had no status or wealth, she was not an ordinary person.
Raeleigh gasped and threw a glare at her, "Grandma."
"Fine," Novalie pretended to be impatient.
At this moment, Jepherson approached them. He first looked at Raeleigh and greeted with a smile. Then, he turned over to Novalie, "How are you? I haven't seen you in a while. Do you remember me?"
Jepherson's manner of speaking was polite. There was no reason for Novalie to dislike him.
"How could I forget? You were the one who made my crutches. I thought you came to invite Raeleigh to work in your company. I didn't expect you to be a true friend. My bad," Grinning, Novalie clarified. The smile on Jepherson's face did not diminish at all. "That's fine. It's my duty. I'm just afraid that the crutches aren't to your liking and you won't be able to use it." "I am an old woman. There is nothing to be picky about. Besides, you have put in so much effort to make this for me. I am beyond grateful as it's much better than the previous one. A lot of people were jealous of me." The old lady was always talkative. Raeleigh, who was standing beside, could tell that Jepherson was in her favor.
"Grandma, I'll bring you inside. It's getting cold." Raeleigh held the old lady's arm and walked back with Jepherson by her side. The three of them quickly returned home. As they entered the door, Raeleigh put down the groceries and helped Novalie into her room.
"Grandma, I'll be back. I would like a few words with Mr. Richards," Raeleigh settled her grandmother and left. Jepherson was standing outside while watching TV.
Walking towards Jepherson, she gestured, "Let's talk outside."
"Raeleigh, buy more ingredients and ask if Mr. Richards is staying for dinner. If he doesn't mind, we can have dinner together," Novalie shouted from inside. Awkwardly, she turned around and met Jepherson's gaze. Before she could say anything, Jepherson had already gotten hold of her as he grabbed her into his arms. The room was empty, so he leaned towards her face and planted a kiss on her lips.
Raeleigh was caught off guard. How could
Jepherson do such a thing in her house?
As she pushed Jepherson away, she bolted out of the room.
Jepherson went after her. With her blood boiling, Raeleigh stomped out the door and headed to the supermarket. On the way, she turned around and shot a death glare at Jepherson. "You crossed the line."
"It's not what it seems. I know how to be a man," Jepherson stepped towards Raeleigh, and she halted hastily.
Wait a minute...
"What are you talking about? A man?" A scene of a couple making love came flashing into her mind.
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