Sheila thought Ellinor was just blowing smoke, and she rolled her eyes in secret. "Who, huh? Spit out the name for us to hear!"
"The president of Crescent Society, Ida Gipson."
"Crescent Society?" Sheila was taken aback, instinctively exchanging a glance with Tracy, both in disbelief.
Arnold, on the other hand, looked curious. "You mean that Crescent Society that's skyrocketed in just three years and is about to go toe-to-toe with the big four corporations?"
Ellinor nodded, "Yes, that Crescent Society!"
"I heard the president of the Crescent Society is a young woman.”
“Yeah, she’s a real knockout!”
Sheila mocked with a whiny tone, “Ellinor, cut the crap! There’s no way you could know the president of Crescent Society. I bet you’re just trying to shirk responsibility and pull the wool over mine and our parents’ eyes!”
Arnold’s expression turned serious when he heard Sheila’s words, and he asked, “Ellinor, do you really know the president of Crescent Society? How? Spill the beans!”
“Well, this is how it went. I found Ms. Gipson’s phone on the street and returned it to her.” Ellinor confessed, “I heard there were important documents for the corporation in it, and it would have been a disaster if it got lost. Ms. Gipson wanted to thank me with some kind of reward, but I refused. Then she told me if I ever needed help, I could always contact her, and she even gave me her business card."
As she spoke, Ellinor took the card out of her pocket. But before she could give it to her father, Tracy, with dollar signs in her eyes, snatched the card to examine it.
The card was sturdy, had a really fancy print, and even had a thin silver edge.
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