After dinner, Hilary suggested going to see a movie.
Everyone unanimously agreed.
By the time the movie ended, it was late at night. The van emerged from the underground parking garage into a torrential downpour.
Fortunately, their hotel also had an underground garage, so they managed to avoid the rain completely.
Addie Sutton was once again staying with them at the hotel for the night.
She stood in the shower as warm water trickled down from the ends of her hair. The heat spread across her skin, seeping deep into her heart with a soothing comfort.
’These past two days have been like a dream. I’m so lucky, so happy.’
Addie Sutton made a silent vow. ’When I make money in the future, I’ll definitely repay them for their kindness.’
’They were the ones who gave me the courage to keep living in this world.’
After showering and blow-drying her hair, Renee walked to the floor-to-ceiling window and gazed quietly at the city, shrouded in a downpour.
’Dalton Jenson’s birthday is coming up,’ she thought. ’What would be a good gift for him?’
’I don’t think I’ve ever given Dalton Jenson a proper gift.’
’No, that’s not right. To be precise, I’ve never given him a birthday gift at all.’
’Maybe I should just buy him a car. He’s been driving that used red BMW I traded in.’
Renee turned, picked up her phone from the nightstand where it was charging, and started looking up cars.
When Michelle Fuller came out of the bathroom, she saw Renee sitting on the edge of the bed. Her slender brows were furrowed, and she looked very serious.
"Renee," she called out. "Did something happen?"
"Nothing’s wrong," Renee said, looking up at her.
"Are you sure?" Michelle asked, toweling her hair dry. "You look like something really serious happened."
"There is something big. A good thing, though." Renee’s expression relaxed. She set down her phone and smiled. "My dad’s birthday is coming up."
"Your dad’s birthday is coming up?" Michelle blinked, then considered it. "Okay, that is a big deal."
’This is the first time I’ve ever heard Renee talk about her dad’s birthday.’
"When is it?" Michelle asked. "I’ll get him a gift, too."
"The 26th."
"Got it!"
"I’m planning to give him a car."
"Wow." Michelle gave her a thumbs-up. "He’ll definitely be thrilled."
Renee’s lips quirked. "He’ll probably be thrilled, but at first, he’ll definitely pretend he’s not and say it’s a waste of money."
"Haha, you’ve got him all figured out," Michelle said with a playful arch of her brows. "So, can you guess what I’m getting you?"
Hearing this, Renee hesitated. "You’re not going to give me a car, are you?"
"Bingo! You got it!" Michelle snapped her fingers.
"You don’t have to. I already bought a new car."
"That’s not enough. It’s only one."
"But with the BMW you gave me before, that makes two."
"That BMW was my old one. It doesn’t count," Michelle said, her mind made up. "Anyway, I’ve already decided."