Chapter 316
Kendal was genuinely upset. Ignoring Thorne, he turned to Charlene with a determined look. Let’s go, Charlene. How about we grab some dinner?”
Charlene set down her coffee mug, smiled, and stood up. “Sure.”
Without sparing Thorne another glance, Kendal and Charlene headed out the door together.
Thorne remained seated on the couch, sipping his coffee with an air of nonchalance. He neither followed them nor tried to stop them from leaving.
Vesta watched as Charlene and Kendal walked away, uncertainty in her eyes. “What just happened?”
Thorne calmly reassured her, “Don’t worry about it, give it some time.”
In other words, he believed that with time, Kendal would come to terms with everything and eventually accept
her?
Charlene and Thorne’s marriage had been a rocky road, something Kendal had witnessed first–hand over the past few years.
From the very beginning, Thorne had never been particularly fond of Charlene.
And now, he had someone else he was interested in.
Thorne got along well with people like Irma and Kendal, among other older family members.
But he had always been the type who couldn’t be swayed by anyone, regardless of their age or position.
So, even if Irma or Kendal disapproved of Thorne’s relationship with Vesta, they couldn’t really change his mind, nor persuade him otherwise.
Kendal, despite his anger, could only keep it bottled up. As he thought about it, Kendal gave Charlene’s hand a comforting pat. “The last few years have been hard, haven’t they?”
Charlene understood that he was expressing his concern for her. With a soft smile, she reassured him, “Tve moved on, Kendal. I have a new life now, and I’m doing well. You don’t have to worry about me.”
Kendal returned her smile, relieved. “That’s good to hear.”
After dinner, Charlene dropped Kendal back at The Underwood Mansion, only to find that Thorne and Vesta had already left.
Perhaps Thorne and Vesta had left the mansion without informing Jasmine, as Charlene received a call from Jasmine shortly after.
Not feeling up to it, Charlene let the call go to voicemail.
Later that evening, when Charlene went to the Ross family home for dinner, she noticed an invitation card on the coffee table.
Opening it, she discovered it was an invitation to Irma’s seventy–fifth birthday celebration.
There was still some time before Irma’s birthday, actually.
Previously, a fortune teller had warned that Irma shouldn’t throw big birthday parties over the past decade, or she might face dire consequences.
Irma, being somewhat superstitious, had taken this to heart, keeping her birthdays low–key with just immediate family for the last ten years.
Now that the decade had passed, Lloyd Henderson and Thorne had already talked about organizing a grand celebration for Irma this year.
That’s likely why, even with some time left before the big day, they were already sending out invitations and
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finalizing the details.
Helena Ross stepped out of her room, noticing the invitation in Charlene’s hand. “They just had it delivered.”
Charlene nodded.
Helena continued, “It’s her first big party in ten years. Normally, we should attend, but…”
But given the situation between Charlene and Thorne, attending would be awkward.
Charlene shared Helena’s sentiments.
Besides, since Thorne had already introduced Vesta to the family, there was a good chance he’d bring her to the birthday celebration as well.
For now, they decided to set the matter aside.
After having dinner with the Ross family, Charlene returned to her own place.
Monday morning came, and Charlene was back at PrimeStar for work.
When you’re busy with work, time tends to fly, and before she knew it, it was already Thursday.
