Chapter 124:
The house had all the necessary amenities for scented candle production, and in no time, Elena had prepared five boxes.
One box was destined for Foiclens, another Elena reserved for herself, anticipating Sheila’s supply would soon deplete, and she intended to replenish it.
Sheila, unlike Benjamin and Cecily, had always shown Elena genuine affection, much like a grandmother would. Elena recalled during her youth, when her allowance was withheld by Benjamin and Cecily, Sheila would discreetly set aside money to give to her. Even when the truth surfaced that she was not the daughter of Benjamin and Cecily, Sheila stood by her, persuading Benjamin to allow her to remain in their home.
Elena never forgot those who had shown her kindness. She continued to see Sheila as family, despite her estrangement from Benjamin and Cecily.
Lydia recognized the significance of the scented candle intended for Sheila. Observing the prepared boxes, Lydia commented, “The Reed family really doesn’t recognize their blessings. Without your scented candle to support Sheila, she might not have managed as well as she has. A single box commands a price of two million, and many are unable to acquire it. Sheila, however, has never lacked, all thanks to you. On their own, the Reed family couldn’t afford such luxury. They’re oblivious to the gem they discarded in letting you go. If only they understood your true worth, they’d one day rue their oversight.”
Lydia carefully packed the remaining three boxes. After a moment’s pause, she inquired, “Are you available now? A client wishes to see you. Why not join me for the delivery?”
Elena thought it over. Considering the time, Jeffry was likely still at work. He had previously suggested they ride home together. Given his hectic schedule, his recent frequent returns to Hillside Manor seemed driven by his concern for her. So, Elena nodded in agreement.
Together, they headed out to meet the client.
Once they reached their destination, Lydia contacted the client, who promptly dispatched a representative to greet them.
Elena raised an eyebrow, slightly taken aback to recognize the building as part of the Johnson Group’s portfolio.
Lydia said, “Elena, Malcolm was so keen to meet you that he rescheduled a meeting.”
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Malcolm was the head of the Johnson Group. Historically, the Johnsons and the Harpers—two of Klathe’s most prominent families—had maintained close ties, with their elders often collaborating. The Harper family was large and thriving, while the Johnson Group’s founder had lost his wife at a young age, leaving behind only a son and a daughter.
Now, Malcolm managed most of the Johnson Group’s affairs. His sister, born with a disability, rarely made public appearances. Elena had never met Malcolm before—he hadn’t attended the last Harper family banquet.
“He’s interested in meeting me?” Elena asked.
Lydia was about to confirm when her phone rang. Checking the caller ID, her expression shifted to one of concern. She excused herself with a gesture and stepped aside to take the call.
Elena, always poised and proper, waited patiently, resisting the urge to distract herself with her phone. Her striking appearance drew many eyes, but she met the attention with customary composure, undisturbed until a familiar male voice cut through the hum of the crowd.
