Translator: Inschain     Editor: Inschain
The next day.
After lunch, as Linda sat with Ray to watch the news, he asked her directly.
âDid you mention the project to your classmate?â
Linda nodded, âI told him yesterday.â
Sir. Wilson, deep in thought, said, âYesterday, our company secured the project. I wonder if itâs due to the influence of your classmateâs dad. How about giving him a call and asking him? If he did help, we need to prepare a thank-you gift.â
âIâll call him now.â Linda took out her phone and dialed in front of Sir. Wilson.
Her classmate, Ben River, was one of her admirers.
However, Linda had no feelings for him. She felt his familyâs status wasnât notable enough to match hers, but she enjoyed the attention and thus kept him on the hook.
She had found his overly flattering attitude distasteful when sheâd asked him for the favor the previous day.
Ben was so enamored with her, so it wasnât implausible that heâd want to impress her by quickly getting this done.
Once the call connected, Linda began, âBen, the matter I mentioned to you yesterday, you managed to settle it so quickly!â
On the other end, the boy seemed perplexed. He had just mentioned it to his dad in the morning, and it was resolved by noon. That was fast!
Although confused, eager to assist his crush, he replied, âIt was nothing. I told you it would be alright.â
Relieved by his confirmation, Linda replied in a cheerful and gentle voice,
âThank you, Ben. Iâll treat you to dinner sometime.â
Despite Benâs earlier hesitations, the prospect of dining alone with his crush made him readily agree, casting all doubts aside.
After ending the call, with a hint of pride in her smile, Linda turned to Sir. Wilson, âDad, my classmate said it was a small matter. We shouldnât fuss over it.â
Ray was relieved, thinking it was all due to Lindaâs connection. He smiled warmly, âLinda, you played a part in this.â
Linda responded sweetly, âWeâre family after all. Iâm glad I could help the company.â
Ray, full of admiration for his daughter, instructed, âAsk your classmate when heâs free. We should invite him over for dinner.â
Linda, enjoying the spotlight, dialed Benâs number again without a second thought.
Before she could speak, Ben confessed something.
âLinda, I apologize. I asked my dad, and he said he wasnât involved. Surge Real Estate had already decided to collaborate with your family.â
Linda didnât know how to make a reaction.
Linda struggled to maintain her composure, tightly gripping her phone, her knuckles turning white.
Despite her inner frustration, she kept her voice sweet, âI see, thank you anyway.â
Ben, feeling guilty for taking undue credit, responded cheerfully, âIf you need any help in the future, just ask.â
On the surface, Linda smiled, but inside she cursed, thinking, âYouâre such a stupid jerk! â
âHow did it go?â Sir. Wilson asked.
âHe saidâ¦â
Linda began, finding herself at a loss for words as she met Sir. Wilsonâs gaze.
She hesitated briefly, then said with a forced smile, âHe said itâs not necessary. Besides, school is starting soon and senior year will be hectic. He probably wonât have the time.â
Sir. Wilson took her word for it, expressing slight disappointment, âThatâs a shame. Find out what he likes and get him a gift on our behalf.â
Linda hesitated for a moment, her vanity winning over guilt, âDad, leave it to me.â
Just then, Elizabeth descended the stairs. She wore a short-sleeved top with long pants, her silky black hair tied up in a bun.
She looked obedient, adorable, and beautiful..