Trapped In Lace

A slight smile played at the corners of Kailey's mouth. "Scarlett, you know that I don't have a job right now and just stay at home every day. Recently, I have been discussing with my friends a plan to open a shop, with each of us paying equal portions of money for the capital. The thing is, you know I spend all of my salary each month, and I never got to save anything. Can you lend me some money?"

Scarlett's hesitation was evident, so Kailey raised a hand and swore, "I swear, I will definitely pay you back as soon as I make money."

"But..." Scarlett was still a little unconvinced. After all, that money wasn't hers to begin with. If she lent it to someone else, what should she do if Jack found out? Would she be the one in trouble?

Before she could give an answer, Kailey pressed on. "Scarlett, all of my friends now know that you are rich. If I can't even borrow such a small amount from you...well, it doesn't even matter if I lose face in front of them. My main concern is that it may reflect badly on you."

She certainly hit the nail right on the head and tapped Scarlett's weakness. There was nothing more she hated than to be looked down upon by others, so she agreed without even asking how much. "I'll transfer the money to you tomorrow."

Kailey smiled complacently. The doorbell rang at that moment, and she jumped to her feet to open the door. When she saw Jack standing outside with a suitcase, she stepped back, picked up her backpack from the sofa, and said, "I'm leaving. I won't disturb you."

Sc

h better after washing her face with cold water.

Thus, Rachel completely forgot Jimmy's request until much later, as she sat on the sofa after dinner and munched on some fruit that Julie cut up. When she received his phone call, Jimmy asked expectantly, "Rachel, what did your friend say? Did he say he would come?"

She lightly slapped a palm on her forehead and said sheepishly, "I'm so sorry. I was too busy this afternoon to remember it. I'll ask him tomorrow."

"Okay."

Jimmy was about to hang up the phone when Gary snatched it from his hand. The boy ran to the balcony outside and told Rachel what had happened in the school today, such as who hadn't done homework and was scolded by the teacher, or he got a crush on some girl, among other things.

When she ended the call, Rachel looked at the onscreen time in surprise. She had talked with Gary for half an hour. When Julie came out of the kitchen, she poured her a glass of water and said, "You have talked on the phone for such a long time. Are you thirsty?"

"Yes."

Now that Julie mentioned it, Rachel felt thirsty at the sight of the glass of water. She gratefully accepted the glass and drank the water up.

She burped and placed the glass on the table. Noticing how Julie was still hovering, she pursed her lips and asked, "Julie, do you have something to say?"

"Yes." Julie nodded. "Miss, yesterday Mr. Fu carried his suitcase out. Is he never coming back?"

Shaking her head, Rachel answered honestly, "I don't know. Let him be."

"But..."