Trapped in Love

Chapter 392

Chapter 392 Game Rules

After hanging up, Caroline still felt doubtful.

Neil got out of the restroom coincidentally.

Caroline pondered for a while before telling Neil about the situation.

Neil sat down and looked at Caroline with a faint smile. “What do you think?”

Caroline said, “I don’t know. It will make me look like I don’t trust her if I don’t accept her kind

intention.”

Neil nodded. “If you can’t find anything unusual, you might as well accept her kind offer and go

with the flow. However, I’m convinced her effort to help you get a factory should be fine in view of

her diligence. You can set your mind at ease and use the factory.”

Caroline put down the phone “Understood I’ll do that.”

Neil dried his hands with a napkin. “Carol, would you like to meet Uncle Tom?”

Caroline was stunned. ‘Uncle Tom?”

Neil nodded. “He just returned to the country. They will surely be delighted to know you’re our

mother’s daughter.”

Caroline smiled bitterly. “I’m not planning on acknowledging the relatives. It’s good enough to

have you.”

Neil did not try to persuade further and left after Mary brought food.

The next day, someone knocked on her door after she had breakfast.

Mary opened the door and found Reuben carrying a folder. Content rights by NôvelDr//ama.Org.

Reuben entered the room and nodded at Caroline. “Ms. Shenton,”

Caroline felt rather puzzled by Reuben’s appearance. “Do you need something, Reuben?”

“This is the case. After last night’s incident, Mr. Jordan ordered me to find a suitable clothing factory for you. This is the contract.” Reuben passed the folder to her.

Caroline glanced at the contract but did not accept it. “Reuben, I’ve already found a factory. I don’t

need your help anymore.”

Reuben was stunned. “Ms. Shenton, you-”

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Caroline smiled. “I didn’t expect that my talented employees could find one for me in advance.”

Reuben took back the contract. “Alright then. I shall bid my farewell since this is of no use.”

Caroline said, “Thank you for taking the trouble to come.”

‘Don’t mention it ”

Thirty minutes later, Reuben returned to MK and told Evan about the situation.

Evan’s movements of signing a contract halted briefly. “Go and attend to your work.”

Reuben left after putting down the folder while Evan put down his pen and picked up his phone.

He found Joan’s number and dialed it after pondering.

The call was picked up after a long while.

A raspy female voice spoke in Ylesirese, asking, “Who is calling?‘

Evan smirked. “Ms. Salvatore, shall we play a game?”

Joan was stunned. “Where did you get my number, and who are you?”

“My identity is not important, but the game’s reward is important,” Evan said.

Joan’s interest was piqued. This interesting man offers to play a game with me right away.”

She was bored recently, so she was enticed when a mysterious man found her private number and

called her.

Joan sat upright and said, “Sure, tell me the rules.

“How about a piece of clothing?” Evan asked

‘Clothing?‘

Joan laughed. “Are you sure you want to compete in clothing design with me? Sir, I believe you found my area of expertise before calling me. Do you think that you’ll win?”

Evan said, “Since you’re so confident, I believe you will accept the challenge.”

“Sure! Tell me the game rules then!” Joan said.

“I shall send you a website link later. We’ll see whose clothing has the most upvotes in three days. You’re not allowed to show any logo or anything that will reveal your identity on your design.