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Reba Relect a slept sounidly that night without Jeffrey next to her. When she woke up in the morning, the felt a rare
After breakfast, she reminded Samuel about a couple of things before heading out to the Reed residence to tutor Emily, Victor promptly had <b>a </b>car ready to take her there.
When Reberra showed up, Lucas’s eyes flickered with surprise. “Reba”
Reba gave a slight nod <b>and </b>headed inside.
Emily lit up <b>the </b>moment <b>she </b><b>saw </b>Reba, dashing over and wrapping her up in a big bear hug.
You came to tutor Emily?” Lucas followed them to the dance studio, starting to say something, but then biting back his words.
“Yep, Reba <b>said </b>casually, not catching on to the awkward vibe. “Last week, I wasn’t sure I’d make it back this Saturday, <b>and </b>I mentioned it to you. If there was any change, I would’ve told you, but nothing came up, so it’s still the <b>usual </b>Saturday.”
“Yeah, I know,” Lucas nodded and then paused, looking like he wanted to say more but stopped himself.
Reba <b>got </b>puzzled.
Lucas, with one hand in his pocket, walked up to Emily. He mulled it over and then finally said. “Didn’t Jeffrey mention anything to you?”
Reba frowned, “Tell me what?”
“He called me yesterday and resigned on your behalf. Lucas exined. “He said you wouldn’t being to tutor Emily anymore and asked me to find her a new teacher.”
Reba furned, her anger ring up.
Lucas went on, “Honestly, if it were up to me, I’d rather have you keep tutoring her.”
“When we made the deal, you and Stephen promised not to fire me because of Jeffrey, Reba shot back. every detail <b>clear </b>in her mind. “Does that still stand or what?”
Lucas shrugged, not hiding anything. “If you and Jeffrey were still fighting, yeah, that’d hold. But you two <b>made </b>up, didn’t you?”
The whole point was to mess with Jeffrey, but now, if Reba stayed, he’d definitely make a move. With Stephen buried under a mountain of work, Lucas really didn’t want to drag Stephen into this mess.
“Understood, Reba replied calmly, getting what Lucas was getting at..
“If you’re willing to dig up some info on Joanna and help set up a meeting with her, I can make sure you keep <b>this </b><b>job</b>,” Lucas offered, his gaze <b>fixed </b>on her.
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Reba didn’t hesitate “Not interested?
Lucas pressed, “Why
“I already told you the reasonst time, Reba said matter–of–factly
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With Lucas’s skills, finding someone and digging up info was easy. If he couldn’t do it, Joanna didn’t want to be found. So, Reba
saw no point in interfering
Lucas’s eyes stayed fixed on Reba, his thoughts tumbling over themselves.
Reba squatted down in front of Emily, her voice soft andforting. “Make sure to listen to your new teacher and keep working hard, okay? With your talent and dedication, I know you’ll really go far.”
“Okay.” Emily nodded.
Reba didn’t linger. She knew the decision was set in stone and there was no use dwelling on it.
“Ms. Jensen, let me walk you out,” Emily insisted, <b>grabbing </b>Reba’s hand and throwing Lucas a fierce sideways re. “You’re not <bing</b><b>.” </b>
<b>Lucas </b>paused, hesitating a moment at his <b>daughter’s </b></divmand, and then stayed where he was.
Once they reached the <b>door</b>, Emily peeked back to make sure no one was eavesdropping, and then leaned in and whispered to Reba, “Joanna is my mom. She can’t stand him, so please don’t help Dad pass on messages or try to get her to meet up.
“Alright, Reba replied, already <b>guessing </b>as much.
“I’m really gonna miss you,” Emily said, squeezing her in a tight hug.
As Reba left the Reed residence, she grabbed <b>her </b>phone and called Jeffrey. He picked up after just a couple of rings. “Did you seriously quit my job for me? What on earth were you thinking?” she demanded.
“I’m really not <b>sure</b>,” Andrea answered, her voice gentle as ever. “Hang on; I’ll go ask Jeffrey for you.”
Not long after, Reba could hear water rushing on the other end. Andrea knocked at the bathroom door and said, “Jeffrey, Reba’s on the line asking why you quit her part–time job. What do you want me to tell her?”
Reba didn’t feel much. She saw right through Andrea’s tricks. Still, after Jeffrey kept iming he had nothing to do with Andrea, his showering at her ce just didn’t add up.
“He probably can’t hear me with all <b>that </b>water running. I’ll talk to him when he gets out<b>,</b>” Andrea replied. <fn95c2> ??? ????? ???????s ??? ?????s??? ?? f?ndnovel</fn95c2>
Reba didn’t say anything, just about to end the call, when Andrea piped up again, “Aren’t you even a little curious why Jeffrey’s taking a shower over at my ce?”
Reba replied tly. “Not interested.”
“Well, we kinda had a little… ident this morning, and some of my… got on him,” Andrea said, her voice <b>all </b>coy <b>and </b>fluttery. “And since you know how obsessed he is with being clean, he rushed right off to take a
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If this had gone down right after the divorce, Reba would’ve totally freaked out. She would’ve been jumping to all sorts of wild theories in her head, convinced there was something shady going on between Jeffrey and Andrea.
Jeffrey made it clear that he and Andrea were just a benefactor and a grateful friend–nothing more. Reba couldn’t fully understand some of his actions, but deep down, she knew he wouldn’t actually get involved with Andrea.
Reba called Andrea out directly. “You’re <b>missing </b>a few details here.”
Andrea blinked, putting on a confused front. “Huh? What are you <b>talking </b>about?”
Reba didn’t miss a beat, “What you really <b>mean </b>is, you spilled your fruit juice on him, right? He hates that sticky stuff and the smell, so of course, he went to wash it off.
Andrea fell silent, her brows knitting together. She hadn’t expected Reba to catch on so fast. She’d deliberately sshed juice on Jeffrey. Her whole n was to call Reba while he was showering <b>and </b>drop hints to make Reba misunderstand.
Only, Reba beat <b>Andrea </b>to it and called first–totally throwing off <b>Andrea’s </b>game.
“Tell him to call me back when he’s done, Reba said, without waiting for a reply. She ended the call and let the driver take her straight to the hospital.
Before she even reached the hospital, Reba got a call from May. May told Reba that she was back and suggested they meet up to talk.
Half an hourter, Reba met up with May at a restaurant just across from the hospital.
As soon as Reba walked in, she spotted May in a bright red dress, both morous and lively, waving enthusiastically and calling out, “Over here, sweetie.”
Reba hurried over and gave May a warm hug.
“You’ve lost weight,” May said, eyeing Reba up and down. “If your mom wakes up and sees you this skinny, she’ll be worried sick.”
Rebaughed. “You’re <b>still </b>stunning as ever.
May grinned, a yful twinkle in her eye. “Sweet talker, huh<b>? </b>Come here. Let me nt a real kiss on you.”
Reba didn’t even hesitate to put up her hand to stop her, knowing May meant business when it came to <b>giving </b>kisses.
Back when Amelia was still awake, May would always kiss her, too. Sometimes, Reba wondered if May swung the other way, but everything she’d seen told her May was just affectionate, nothing more than that.
“You’re acting just like Amelia, May grumbled, yful but blunt. “Always blocking my kisses! Keep it up, and I’ll swear off loving you two for life.”
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Reba coughed and shot back. “With Mom’s personality? She’d probably say, ‘Go ahead; that’s fine by me.”
May just stared for a moment, thinking. “Totally something Amelia would say.
After the banter, Reba leaned in, getting serious. “May, can you tell me what my mom was really like when <b>she </b>was young?”
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