"Long time no see, old buddy, I really miss you!"
Before Ellinor could respond, Sheila's voice came from behind her.
"Who's here?"
Chase wiped the smile off his face, and he said in a serious yet elegant tone, "Hello, I'm Chase, the vice president of Crescent Society."
Sheila was stunned when she saw the handsome guy at the door. Hearing that he was the vice president of Crescent Society, she enthusiastically pushed Ellinor aside, "Wow! The vice president himself came to pick me up. I'm so flattered!"
Chase just smiled, "Of course, I can't slack off when picking up Ms. Gipson's 'lifesaver' and her sister."
Sheila's expression changed a bit when she heard this.
She didn't want to bring up Ellinor, but there was no way around it. After all, Ellinor was the one who found Ms. Gipson's phone, and now she is the contact person between her and Ms. Gipson.
So, she pulled Ellinor over, affectionately linked arms with her, and said with a smile, "I know all about it. Ellinor found Ms. Gipson's phone and returned it to her. We, the Mendoza family, have always been honest and trustworthy. Our parents have taught us to be good people since we were children; it's just what we do!"
At this time, Arnold and Tracy also came out to see what was going on and heard what Sheila said.
Chase looked up at the two elders behind and complimented, "I can tell that your family has done a good job in raising such upright daughters."
Arnold was very happy to hear this and modestly said, "You flatter us!"
"Sir, please come in and have a seat!"
As Tracy invited him in, she sized Chase up with curious eyes. This young man was handsome and the vice president of Crescent Society. He seemed to be a great match for Sheila, and she couldn't help but have some thoughts.
"No, thank you. Ms. Gipson is still waiting for us at the company." Chase politely declined. "Ladies, shall we go?"
"Wow! Is this an antique car?! Sheila, is this your car?"
"Oh my god! Does someone actually dare drive such a high-end antique car on the road? Every kilometer is burning money! Sheila, you're so rich!"
"I'm so jealous; I want to ride in an antique car too!"
As Sheila basked in the praise and envy of her social circle, her vanity was greatly satisfied.
Then she put away her phone and took a glance at Ellinor next to her.
Ellinor was leaning against the leather seat, dozing off with a lazy and relaxed look, as if she were in her own car, with absolutely no formality!
In fact, it was her car.
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