Chapter 409 - Chapter 409: This Is A Good Idea
Chapter 409: This Is A Good Idea
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Serenity animatedly described her first encounter with Abel as Wendy listened quietly. The phone placed on the table suddenly lit up and Wendy calmly picked it up before reading a short message:
[Thank you, Auntie.]
She put down the phone, took a sip of the warm coffee, and said, “Abel doesn’t need to stay abroad. Maybe returning to Cador would be more beneficial for his development. Although there are few street performers here, it’s not nonexistent.”
Serenity followed her gaze and looked at the man who was playing the guitar. She thoughtfully said, “I wonder where he is wandering now. Maybe he’s not in California anymore.”
“Keep his autograph. You can sell it for money when he becomes famous,” said Wendy teasingly.
“That’s a good idea,” said Serenity as she giggled.
Soon, it was time for dinner and the two ate at a nearby private restaurant. Other than the age difference, the women not only got along well but also had similar tastes so they had an enjoyable meal.
After dinner Wendy paid the bill and the two agreed to go to the spa tomorrow.
Lenny had been waiting outside the restaurant. When he saw Serenity coming out, he quickly got out of the car and opened the door for her. “Young Madam, are you going back?”
Serenity hummed a response as she waved at Wendy Jones before getting into the car. Lenny closed the door after her.
When they got home, Mrs. Winstead noticed that Serenity was in a good mood. She also saw Lenny carrying in a few bags of things. Mrs. Winstead smiled and said, “Young Madam, you should go out more often and stay happy.”
Serenity took off her coat. “You’re afraid that I’ll think too much during pregnancy, right?”
“Young Madam, would you like to have dinner?” Mrs. Winstead took her coat and hung it on the rack at the entrance.
“I’ve already eaten,” said Serenity with a smile.
She asked another maid to send the things she bought upstairs to the bedroom as she rested on the sofa for a while. Mrs. Winstead poured her a glass of water and Serenity took a sip before returning to her room.
After she went upstairs, Mrs. Winstead called Gabriel. “Young Master, Young Madam has already returned home. She’s in a good mood and even bought a lot of things. We have also changed the mats in the room to non-slip ones as you requested. Alright, I’ll send the milk to her room. Don’t worry.”
At night, when Serenity went into the bathroom to take a shower, she realized that not only the bathroom but even the mat leading to the bathroom in the bedroom had been changed. It was brand new and clean, and most importantly, it was non-slip.
Was it because he wasn’t at home recently and was afraid that something would happen to her while she was showering?
After coming out of the bathroom, she dried her hair and sat in front of the dressing mirror. After thinking for a while, she decided to call him. No matter what he was angry about, it had been so long. It should have dissipated, right?
She found his number in the phone book and dialed it. The phone rang for a long time, but no one answered until it ended automatically.
She threw her phone aside and got into bed, feeling depressed.
The initial stage of the new project was very successful, so everyone had dinner together to celebrate. During this time, Gabriel went to the washroom. When he returned to the private room, someone said, “President Jones, your phone rang just now.”
Gabriel hummed an acknowledgment and sat down. He picked up the phone on the table and saw that it was a missed call. He tapped on it and saw that it was from her. He returned the phone to the main screen and put it back into his pocket. He then took out a cigarette and lit it.
For the next few days Serenity and Wendy Jones would go shopping together, do their hair, visit the children at the orphanage, or go to the bookstore. Every day was happy and fulfilling.
And unbeknownst to Serenity, Mrs. Winstead would report her wellbeing to Gabriel by phone every day..