StartNovelSusan quickly shook her head, denying, "Just a blind date."
Wendy looked surprised and glanced at her, "Changed your mind, huh?"
As the elevator doors opened, Wendy was the first to step in.
Susan followed with the man named Fabian.
Facing Wendy's inquiry, Susan just gave an awkward smile without responding.
When the elevator stopped at the underground parking, Susan turned to say goodbye to Fabian.
"Letgive you a ride," he offered politely, already opening the passenger door for her, looking quite eager.
"No, no, that's alright," Susan quickly declined, pointing towards Wendy. "I haven't seen my aunt in ages. I'd like to catch up. You
go ahead, don’t worry about me."
Fabian seemed a bit disappointed but nodded politely, "Alright, we'll catch up later."
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtSusan nodded back, "Yeah, catch up later."
Once Fabian had driven away, Susan turned to Wendy.
Wendy was looking at her thoughtfully, "What's going on? Why the sudden change of heart about the blind date?"
Susan was her niece, but Wendy wasn't particularly close to her brother's daughter.
She cfrom a family that heavily favored sons over daughters and had long distanced herself from them.
Though she had cared for Susan when she was young and loved her dearly, after cutting ties with her brother, Susan's father, she
rarely kept up with Susan's life.
She knew Susan attended a good college, was said to have a decent job, made good money, and that her family continued the
smale-preference tradition, but they only occasionally chatted about it.
Wendy recalled Susan once saying that their family had bad genes and didn't need to be continued, hence, she had no plans for
dating or marriage.
Wendy was surprised to stumble upon her niece going on a blind date, which seemed out of character for someone so similar to
herself.
Wendy herself was a lifelong single and happily unmarried.
"It's just... a coworker introduced us, and he's a potential client. It seemed impolite to refuse," Susan explained, though her
expression suggested it wasn't the whole truth.
"Wanting to get married is fine," Wendy, despite being single, wasn't against marriage. "As long as you like it, that's what matters.
Everything else, you can figure out as you go."
Susan nodded, not wanting to dwell on the topic. Her mind was more on the fact she saw Wendy dining with Patricia earlier.
She couldn't fathom how her aunt, a college teacher who lived modestly and rarely chome, could connect with someone who
fancied herself part of the high society like Patricia.
"When | passed by the dining room, | saw you having lunch with someone. | thought about saying hi but didn't want to intrude,"
Susan said, glancing at Wendy. "Was that a friend of yours?"
Wendy's expression cooled immediately.
"No," she denied flatly.
"Then how did you end up having lunch together? She doesn't seem like someone from our world," Susan pressed.
Wendy replied, "Because she isn't."
"Then how did you end up sharing a meal? You didn't just bump into each other in the dining room, did you?" Susan joked, trying to
pry more.
Wendy shot her a look but didn't seem guarded, "Just an old acquaintance from years back, wanted to asksomething. We were
out of touch until now."
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