“There’s something I’d like to discuss. Can you meet me?” Edward spoke calmly. “I will arrange for someone to pick you up.”
“I have matters to discuss as well. I’ll be there,” Flossie replied briskly.
After ending the call, she rapped lightly on the study door and informed Benny, “I’m heading to the supermarket. I’ll be back later.”
“Okay,” Benny replied.
Flossie took a moment to freshen up her appearance before stepping out.
She waited patiently downstairs until Edmund’s chauffeured car arrived a few minutes later.
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As they left the city behind, Flossie marveled at the opulent manor that awaited them.
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It stood like a majestic fortress amidst the urban sprawl, a testament to wealth and power.
Flossie had not anticipated encountering such a majestic structure nestled beside Seamarsh. She gazed at it in a bewildered haze.
“Here we are, miss,” the driver announced courteously, opening the door for her. “Mr. Hanson is waiting for you.”
Flossie snapped back to reality and nodded before exiting the car.
A servant promptly approached and ushered her inside. They eventually halted before a meticulously crafted door adorned with opulence.
She lightly tapped on the door, and a servant promptly swung it open, gesturing for her to enter. “Miss, please come in.”
The extravagant decor before her momentarily overwhelmed her senses, causing a slight dizziness. However, she nodded and stepped inside nonetheless.
Edmund awaited her alone in the grand hall.
Flossie approached hesitantly, addressing him with a mixture of deference and trepidation. “Mr. Hanson.”
When she sought assistance from Edmund, her mind registered only his wealth and power, nothing more. However, in this moment, she gained a deeper insight into Edmund’s true identity.
She refrained from any impulsive actions, wary of upsetting someone of such stature.
Edmund’s rare smile put her at ease, albeit fleetingly.
Motioning for her to join him, he reassured her with a gesture. “Relax, make yourself at home.”
Flossie didn’t dare to refuse or retort.
She approached cautiously and settled on the couch beside him, her hands tightly intertwined as her mind momentarily went blank.
“You mentioned you wished to speak with me. What’s on your mind?” Edmund spoke first, extending a cup of coffee towards her.
Prompted by Edmund’s reminder, Flossie remembered her purpose for being there.