Catherine spoke up first, then gave Adela a polite nod. “Adela, we won’t keep you any longer. I should get going.”
“It’s almost noon. Why don’t we have lunch together?” Adela checked the time and smiled, her invitation warm and casual. “Actually, I wanted to talk with you about Sally for a bit.”
She spoke to Catherine like they were longtime friends who just happened to run into each other, and of course, grabbing a meal together was a must.
“Adela, we really have something we need to take care of,” Catherine said again, her tone apologetic but firm.
That’s when Adela finally seemed to realize Catherine was in a hurry. “Oh, look at me, totally missed that. Go ahead, take care of your business. Let’s do lunch some other time.”
Catherine nodded, then turned to wheel Lorinda back toward the car. Lorinda looked like she still didn’t want to leave. Catherine ended up guiding her into the passenger seat, then walked around to the driver’s side and got in.
As soon as the windows were up, Lorinda muttered, “Did you see how the receptionist looked at us? She totally knew we were making excuses.”
Catherine just pressed the gas and pulled away from the curb.
Inside, the receptionist was quietly grumbling, “Adela, those two have already been here once. I bet they think this place is too expensive. They want to stay but probably can’t afford it. Let’s just ignore them. Do you want me to set up the six hundred eighty thousand package for Sally? I can start the paperwork right now.”
“Too expensive?” Adela repeated softly, glancing over her shoulder.
“Yeah, last time they only asked about the cheapest package. For you, even the top tier is no big deal, but for regular people, even the lowest tier at a hundred thousand is a lot.”
The receptionist pulled out some forms from her folder. “You can put down a deposit of a hundred thousand first if you’d like.”
Adela hesitated, looking again in the direction Catherine had left. “Book two of the top packages. Put the other one under Catherine’s name.”

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