Nelly just couldn’t believe Teddy would ever do something shady. Still, you never really know someone, do you? Especially when they come from money and power, like Teddy. Who’s to say he doesn’t have a secret side? Jessie had always been genuinely nice to her, and if Nelly could help, she really wanted to.
“Ms. Stewart, do you know him?” Jessie’s eyes sparkled, a hint of hope hiding in her gaze.
Nelly nodded. “Kind of. He’s a friend of a friend. Remember the guy you met last time?”
Jessie hesitated, clearly thinking something over, then asked, “Ms. Stewart, are you free now? Would you let me buy you dinner?”
Nelly could tell there was something Jessie needed to get off her chest. She smiled. “Sure, but let me treat you this time.”
Jessie didn’t argue. She just thanked Nelly and hopped in the car.
Nelly brought her to a quiet little restaurant where they wouldn’t be overheard. Jessie was usually the type who lit up a room, always cheerful and full of life. Tonight, though, she looked distracted, her eyes unfocused and troubled. Once they ordered, Nelly leaned in, gentle but direct. “What’s going on?”
Jessie was quiet for a long moment, gathering her thoughts. “Ms. Stewart, I know I shouldn’t trouble you with this...”
Nelly reached over, her voice soft. “It’s okay. Just tell me. If I can help at all, I will.”
That seemed to reassure Jessie. She looked down, fiddling with her napkin. “Could you... help me find out something about Teddy?”
Nelly was caught off guard. “About Teddy?” She watched Jessie lower her head even more, and suddenly it clicked. “Wait, are you... interested in him?”
Jessie’s cheeks turned pink. “Yes... I mean, no... It’s complicated.” She hesitated, searching for words. “He looks exactly like someone I used to know. But he doesn’t recognize me at all.”
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