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The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 396

Half an hour later, the meeting wrapped up.

“Adela really likes you,” Lance said, turning to look at her.

Catherine paused as she organized the meeting notes. “She told me she never had a daughter, and I’m about the same age as her son. Maybe she just feels a connection.”

“You’re free tomorrow night,” Lance said as he took off his glasses. His meaning was obvious.

Catherine looked at him, surprised. “You’re actually going?”

“Take tomorrow to pick out a gift. Bring it with you,” Lance replied, rubbing his brow. He looked tired.

Catherine finished up, sent the meeting summary to his email, and headed out of the office.

She’d already told Adela on the phone she couldn’t make it, but Adela had messaged her several more times, asking her to come. So Catherine replied, letting her know she’d be there tomorrow night, and also asked what Lemuel liked so she could get a suitable gift.

Don’t worry about the gift. What matters is that you’re coming.

It almost sounded like Catherine herself was the present. That made her feel a little awkward.

She had Letty look into Lemuel. He was the classic spoiled rich kid, into all the usual vices. Catherine picked out a nice imported bottle of red wine and arranged to have it delivered straight to the Lee family the next day.

With that settled, it was lunchtime, so she went straight to the hospital.

The moment she walked in, she saw Lorinda sitting on the sofa, quietly crying.

Alexa sat on the bed, holding Jasper, who still had a cooling patch on his forehead.

“Is he still running a fever?” Catherine asked as she walked in.

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