Chapter 26
Vanessa Green, "And then, guess what he said?"
Emily Lynd, "Hmm? What? That he couldn't let you eat hot pot alone?"
Vanessa Green, "He said he couldn't let me go to a mental hospital."
Vanessa Green, "At that time, he even stared at me and said Oscar's leftovers?" "Was any of that in English?"
Emily Lynd, "A vile man. He was talking tough."
Emily Lynd, "Who would leave behind Vanessa Green, our human aesthetics enlightener?"
Vanessa Green, "You're right."
Emily Lynd, "Remember to send me an invitation for the wedding."
Vanessa Green, "Ok, I won't forget you."
When Vanessa Green replied to Emily Lynd's message, the car was driving towards the main road.
She looked up at Shawn Yeats in the driver's seat and was about to say something when Shawn Yeats's mobile phone rang.
Vanessa Green had to put her phone away and look down at her fingers.
Outside the window, the greenery and street lights were flying backwards. The car was going fast. Shawn Yeats looked at the road, as if he did not hear the phone ringing. He just let it ring.
"That ......"
After waiting for a while, Vanessa Green's fingers moved, pointing to the phone placed in the centre console, "Your phone keeps ringing. If you don't have time to answer it, then I ......"
When Shawn Yeats raised his eyebrows, casually answered: "My niece."
Vanessa Green's words changed: "I will hang up for you."
"......"
Shawn Yeats inclined his head and gave Vanessa Green a glance.
Vanessa Green had a frank face and blinked.
Shawn Yeats didn't move and said, "You seem to have a problem with my niece?"
"How could it be?" Vanessa Green smiled and looked sideways at the car window, "I don't even know your niece, so how could I have a problem with her? And your niece must be as good looking as you, right? I like good-looking people the most."
The car stopped at a red light and he picked up the phone.
"Yeah."
"As you wish."
These words were all he said. But Sophia Yost on the other side of the phone felt like she had been given strong support and was instantly more determined.
The thing was like this.
The first time she called Shawn Yeats, there were already a lot of onlookers at the scene of "the car accident".
Sophia Yost was really scared. It was the first time she had ever encountered such a thing, and her mind was spinning. Her whole body was in a state of nervousness and panic. She thought she had run over someone and she could already foresee that she would have to live in the shadow of this incident for the rest of her life.
The old man was lying on the ground, covering his legs and stomach and moaning in pain. Sophia Yost crouched down next to him and asked, "What happened? How did I hit you when I was backing up?"
The old man kept wailing. Sophia Yost took out her mobile phone in a panic, "Where's the ambulance, the ambulance? Where's the traffic police?"
She was about to make a call when the old man slapped her phone away and said, "I don't want to go to the hospital! I can't breathe if I go to the hospital. So, give me five thousand yuan and we'll settle this privately!"
Sophia Yost froze in place, unable to return to her senses for half a day.
Until some onlookers muttered for a while, then interjected, "I'm afraid you had saw her driving a multi-million dollar sports car and deliberately came to frame her."
Sophia Yost froze, opened her mouth, and seemed to understand something.
---.
When Barron Chance received the notice from Shawn Yeats and rushed to there, the picture was different from what he had imagined.
He had expected Sophia Yost to hide pitifully in the car, waiting for him to come and rescue her. It turned out that she was standing nicely on the steps, carrying her Hermes bag in one hand and pointing at the old man on the ground with one hand. The sequins on her nails flashing brighter than the streetlights.
"No way! Don't you dare!"
"Yes, I'm rich, but don't you dare blackmail a penny out of me!"
"And five thousand?! Not even fifty cents!"
"I don't even blink an eye when I am willing to spend five million on junk, but you want to blackmail me for five thousand? You are dreaming!"
"Call the police! I'll fight you to the death today!"
Barron Chance had a headache and rubbed his temples, wanting to say that it was only five thousand yuan, just give it to him. But Sophia Yost was stopping him from doing so.
"Why should I give it to him? Not even a penny! Our family's money doesn't just fall from the sky!"
Sophia Yost was so stubborn that Barron Chance could not really persuade her. She even called Shawn Yeats, whose attitude was still in line with hers.
Then Barron Chance had no choice but to accompany her.
---
The next morning, it had rained during the night and the ground was not yet dry. The air was cold and damp.
Because it was close to the New Year's Day holiday, everyone was unmotivated to work. And a sense of restlessness pervaded the entire office building.
It was almost twelve o'clock when Sophia Yost stepped into the office with heavy steps.
Before she could reach her workstation, she was stopped by the head of the personnel office and reprimanded.
Her face was full of fatigue and she could hardly open her eyes. She looked as if she could fall asleep standing up, and she just listened to what the head of HR had to say, responding perfunctorily with a "hmmm".
Everyone knew that the head of personnel was in a bad mood today. And seeing that she was about to lose his temper, Vanessa Green hurriedly went over and pulled her away.
"I will talk with her." Vanessa Green pulled the person behind her and pointed to the pantry behind her, "Elena Shepard, the hot water you are waiting for is on."
The supervisor gave Vanessa Green face, so she said nothing more and stomped away on her high heels.
Sophia Yost returned to her workstation with Vanessa Green, dropped her bag and fell asleep on her desk.
Vanessa Green poked her head in confusion, "What did you do last night? You've been late eight times a month. You really don't want to pass the internship, do you?"
"Don't mention it." Sophia Yost jerked her head up. Her eyes were hollow and lifeless, "I stayed at the traffic control office yesterday until after two o'clock before I got home."
Vanessa Green asked, "What happened?"
Sophia Yost roughly told what happened, and the colleagues around her listened without knowing what to say.
All that could be said was that it probably made sense for that she was rich.
If they were not happy to spend the money, then not a single cent could be taken away from her.
The colleagues left and Vanessa Green whispered, "You should have told me, take a leave in advance and avoid being scolded."
Sophia Yost rubbed her face and let out a long sigh, "Right, next time I get bumped I'll ask you for leave first."
Vanessa Green: "......"
There is no need to curse herself.
"What about your parents?" Vanessa Green asked, "They didn't come to help, huh?
"My parents are both abroad." Sophia Yost looked helpless. Her voice was growing feeble and tinged with a bit of aggravation, "My uncle doesn't come to take care of me either."
"That's too much!"
Vanessa Green thought that though Sophia Yost has a rather twee manner, the little girl encountered this kind of thing was still very scared, without an elder to accompany her. She could understand the feeling. It simply felt like that the sky was collapsing, "They should go to there. Otherwise people must have bullied you, what kind of uncle is this, really... ..."
Sophia Yost snorted coldly, "Probably he was being pestered by little goblins."
Heh, man.
"That's even more outrageous." Vanessa Green muttered, "What could be more important than one's own niece? If you put this in ancient times, that would be a faint ruler who is dazzled by a demon spirit."
After saying that, Sophia Yost did not respond and had fallen asleep.
---.
The afternoon became a long time because of the idle sleep.
Vanessa Green also slumped on the table for a while. But she didn't feel like sleeping, she didn't move and looked at the phone in front of her.
She was really bored. So she started Whatsapp and sent a meaningless emoji to Shawn Yeats.
She didn't expect to see a reply from Shawn Yeats.
Shawn Yeats, "Airport."
Vanessa Green, "Huh?"
Shawn Yeats, "I'm at the airport."
Vanessa Green, "Where are you going?"
Shawn Yeats, "America."
Vanessa Green was inexplicably a little lost, sighed long and unconsciously typed a few words.
Vanessa Green, "So when will you come back?"
Shawn Yeats, "What?"
Vanessa Green didn't even think about it and typed these words.
Vanessa Green, "I miss you."
Many small stars fell in the chat box. It was not realistic. And the special effects were even a bit cheap.
But Shawn Yeats looked at the phone. And the bright stars glittered in his eyes until they slowly disappeared.
Vanessa Green, "Eh? There are little stars?"
Vanessa Green, "I'll try again."
"It's about to take off."
Barron Chance suddenly reminded him in his ear.
"Hmm."
Shawn Yeats loosened his tie and took one last look at his phone.
Vanessa Green, "Missed you."
Vanessa Green, "It really did!"
A flurry of little stars once again adorned the screen.
He gave a silent laugh.
---.
The working day before the festival passed boringly. By the last day, quite a few people had already taken off work to go out and have fun.
Vanessa Green was one of the last group of people to leave the company.
She had no plans to go on a trip. But Emily Lynd had made an appointment with her in advance to come to Lantrie to meet her during the three days' holiday.
It was five o'clock before Vanessa Green packed her things and headed to Lantrie International Airport to meet Emily Lynd.
During this kind of festivals, the airport was always crowded, and the connecting gate was also crowded.
As the plane was delayed for a while, Vanessa Green found a corner to stand with a cup of hot cocoa and read the flight information over and over again.
When it was almost dark, Emily Lynd finally came out with her suitcase in tow.
The two waved from afar and ran all the way to each other, neither in a hurry to leave, standing in the airport and chattering.
It wasn't until wave after wave of passengers poured out that the two walked back towards the airport to get out.
"Put your luggage at my house first." Vanessa Green said excitedly, "Then we'll go eat at that hot pot outside the university."
"Great, great! I haven't had it in years and I'm dying to eat it."
The two walked as fast as they could, but they were surprised by the number of people in line when they reached the taxi parking lot.
"Why there are so many people?"
Vanessa Green glanced over there and saw that it was super crowded. It seemed that they had to wait at least forty to fifty minutes.
"Speechless, really speechless." Emily Lynd crossed her arms, "Isn't it good for these couples to have sex at home for the holidays? What are they doing here?"
Vanessa Green glanced at Emily Lynd and bit the straw silently.
Speaking of couples, Emily Lynd suddenly remembered something and asked, "By the way, how is your big business progressing?"
Vanessa Green, "What?"
Emily Lynd, "The mistress's uncle!"
"He ......"
Once Emily Lynd said it, Vanessa Green carefully recalled that Shawn Yeats should have left the country for a week. No wonder she felt that the days were particularly long lately.
Vanessa Green looked at the night sky and there were lighted planes that were slowly flying in.
"He's in America, he should be back today."
"Who's asking you where he is, I'm asking you how far you've gotten with him."
Vanessa Green thought seriously about the question.
After a few seconds, she frowned.
"It's hard to say."
The two chattered in the group for a while.
Vanessa Green finished the hot cocoa in her hand and she left the group to walk towards the bin.
Dropping her cup, she looked up and her eyes were drawn to the figure in the distance at the international arrival exit.
As if Shawn Yeats had sensed the same thing, he stopped in his tracks and looked this way.
---.
Ten minutes later, the driver helped to put Emily Lynd's suitcase into the trunk of the car.
And Emily Lynd stood next to this Rolls Royce, feeling a little apprehensive and a little nervous.
She glanced at Shawn Yeats who was sitting in the back seat, and then at Vanessa Green. She was very obediently got into the passenger seat.
"Where's Barron Chance?" Vanessa Green deliberately looked for a topic, "Didn't he come back with you, huh?"
Vanessa Green thought that Shawn Yeats went abroad for business, then Barron Chance should also follow him.
It was a bit strange for her to see him come back alone.
Shawn Yeats gave her a look, "Do you miss him?"
Vanessa Green, "?"
The atmosphere in the car suddenly became cold.
Vanessa Green's mobile phone ticked twice at the right time.
She started it and saw that it was a message from Emily Lynd, who was sitting in the front of her.
Emily Lynd, "What are you doing?"
Emily Lynd, "He's jealous!"
Emily Lynd, "He's jealous! Can't you feel it?"
Vanessa Green looked up and locked eyes with Emily Lynd in the rearview mirror for a moment, blinking meaningfully.
She turned her head slowly, her fingers stirring her hair, and asked him, "Are you jealous?"
Emily Lynd, "............"
What do you mean by hard teasing?
This was the textbook answer.
As expected, Shawn Yeats laughed silently and Emily Lynd's heart was like motionless water.
Emily Lynd, "If you can do it and I'll chop my head off now."
Vanessa Green was also instantly awake.
She was careless again.
She could not say him directly.
The silence in the car seemed to be spreading indefinitely.
Emily Lynd was a person who could not stand awkwardness. When she was in college, she was the leader of the atmosphere team, so she could talk to him even if he was a stranger.
What's more, she majored in financial journalism. Although she didn't work in a related field now, she still keeps an eye on the industry's trends from time to time. So she casually found a topic to chat with Shawn Yeats.
At first, Vanessa Green was a bit worried that if Emily Lynd was so enthusiastic, it would be too awkward if she got cold feet.
But it seemed that Shawn Yeats was in a good mood today. Although his response to Emily Lynd was not very enthusiastic, it was much better than usual.
And Emily Lynd was a very wonderful person. And she knew very well how to bring the conversation to Vanessa Green, so that she would be most involved. And so they talked all the way.
At eight o'clock at night, the car was parked in front of the community.
Emily Lynd was too embarrassed to ask the driver to help her carry her luggage. So she got out long ago and walked to the trunk to thank him.
Vanessa Green slowly unbuckled her seat belt and was about to get out of the car when her wrist was suddenly grabbed by Shawn Yeats from behind.
She paused in her movement to open the door and turned back.
"Why you didn't say about your friend coming over?"
Shawn Yeats looked at her. His voice was low, brushing Vanessa Green's ear like a tickle.
She suddenly froze.
The car was dimly lit and quiet. The voices of Emily Lynd and the driver saying thank you were cut off outside.
Vanessa Green, "Hm?"
Suddenly, the sound of the trunk closing came from the back of the car.
Shawn Yeats let go of his hand and turned his face sideways, looking at his phone.
"It's okay, go back."
---.
The wind was particularly biting tonight, but it didn't dampen people's spirits to come out for the festival.
Even the entrance to the neighbourhood was livelier than usual. The vendors were all out selling their wares, and there were someone selling balloons and coloured lighted hair bands.
Couples and lovers were sweet all the way. There were also many children out playing and jumping around. The atmosphere of New Year's Eve had filled the city in advance.
Emily Lynd carried off her suitcase and stood with Vanessa Green at the roadside.
The driver returned to the driver's seat and the car was slowly started.
Emily Lynd was very enthusiastic, waving her hand at the back seat and smiling, "It's too much trouble to Mr. Shawn, there are many cars today, be safe on the road!"
After saying that, she tugged at Vanessa Green who was dazed.
With this movement, Vanessa Green returned to her senses, and the blurred figure of Shawn Yeats in the car window gradually became clear in her eyes.
It was also at this moment that she finally reacted to what Shawn Yeats had meant by those words just now.
So, she smiled against the wind, waved her hand at him. And then, in a very pretentious manner, she blew him a kiss.
Emily Lynd, "......"
Her smile froze on her lips and she tugged Vanessa Green's coat hard.
"Too much ah, you are too pompous ah, restrain yourself a little."
"Am I?" Vanessa Green rubbed her face, watching Shawn Yeats's car fade away, "It's okay."
The car window was slowly closed, reflecting everything on the roadside coming and going.
And Vanessa Green's do-gooder figure was like etched on the glass for a long time.
The light and shadow flashed. And Shawn Yeats looked at the car window, he lowered his eyes and smiled lightly.