Krayden waved his hands. "You're welcome. I’ll go and finish up what I was doing earlier."
I walked into the bathroom to bathe. My clothes were full of mud and could not be washed here, so I merely rinsed them before folding them and putting them into the bag. I planned to wash them after I got home.
When I walked out, Keith looked at me and said, "I'll make a move first, then, Mrs.
Grant."
I nodded. "Thank you."
You’re welcome, Mrs. Grant.
After Keith left, I planned to go back to work.
I planned to head straight home after all this was done, but I bumped into Krayden halfway. He said with a smile, "Ms. Lane, Keith came and invited us for dinner earlier. Don’t be in a hurry to go back first."
I frowned. "Didn't we already have lunch together?”
Krayden chuckled. "Mr. Collins must have invited a few more people. He's old and usually only spends time with his wife, so h e especially likes hanging out with the younger generations because it's livelier."
If that was the case, then it was understandable.
I nodded. "Is it the same restaurant as this afternoon?"
Yes.”
Krayden pointed to the paper box on the side. "I need to take these boxes to Chester and may have to make two trips. Mr. Grant and the rest are at the test site. You can take their car later.”
I nodded. "Okay."
"By the way." Krayden suddenly recalled something and said with a smile, "Mr.
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