A Love Rekindled

Chapter 30

Caroline quickly found out that Richard had the habit of playing golf every weekend.

He played at Orchid Lake, which was a low-profile, luxurious golf club.

After I discussed things with Caroline, we decided to stage a “coincidental meeting”.

We arrived early at the golf course on a weekend afternoon and laid in wait for our prey.

After some time had passed, we spotted Richard, who was surrounded by a crowd and had arrived late. Caroline and I exchanged glances. Then, we picked up our golf clubs and walked over.

"Mr. Fowler, we meet again," Caroline said with the imperious air of a CEO as she greeted him politely. Richard stopped when he heard her voice, and his gaze remained on her for a few seconds before he looked away. There was no expression nor emotion in his eyes. It seemed that he didn't remember who we were. The man beside him teased, "Mr. Fowler has good luck with the ladies wherever he goes."

He leered at Caroline and I rudely. He probably thought that we were gold diggers.

I didn't care. I stepped forward and said, "Mr. Fowler is a busy man, so I'm not surprised that you've forgotten who Ms. Whittaker is. It seems that she will be disappointed today."

I sighed theatrically.

Finally, Richard looked up at Caroline curiously.

Caroline scratched her head in embarrassment and looked at me again

I chimed in. “It's okay, Ms. Whittaker. Let's just play a round of golf with Mr. Fowler next time." Caroline's eyes flickered, and she immediately added. "I guess we waited two hours for nothing.”

Caroline appeared confident and calm. She had striking features that would attract attention in any crowd. Not only that, she had a pair of seductive eyes, and right now she was fluttering her eyelashes in a way that would make anyone feel sorry for her.

The onlookers looked gleefully at Richard and said, "Well, gorgeous, Mr. Fowler's prowess in golf is second to none in Joddesdon and Saza. Are you really looking to play with him, or is this a trap to scam some money out of him?"

Caroline twirled her galf club expertly and said, "I'm not convinced that this is the case.”NôvelDrama.Org exclusive content.

"Let's have a casual game, then." Richard finally spoke up. He said calmly. "I'll make things clear. I won't be holding back." He was supremely confident. Caroline held her breath and did not answer.

I shielded her and said in a small voice, "Don't worry. Winning is not the important thing here.”

The important thing was that we now had a chance to interact with Richard.

The truth was that Caroline was pretty good at golf.

She had once practiced golf religiously in order to get the attention of her rich ex-husband.

Amongst all of those who did it as a hobby, she was one of the best.

Of course, she could not compare with an expert player like Richard.

By the time they had finished one round, the sun was about to set. Caroline was exhausted, but she hadn't lost too badly. Richard tossed his golf club to a caddy and glanced at Caroline. He said distantly, "Ms. Whittaker, that was a pretty good birdie.” He had hit four or five birdies himself.

Caroline's competitive streak had been aroused. She said irritatedly," Let's play another round some time. "

The onlookers teased. "Mr. Fowler, the beautiful Ms. Whittaker is asking you for another match.”

Now Caroline and I were beginning to have names.

Richard smiled lightly, and his gaze suddenly alighted on my face. He asked, "Why didn’t you ask Douglas to come along?" The mocking look in everyone's eyes changed at the mention of Douglas.

"Professor Irvin is busy, so I didn't want to trouble him,” I answered sincerely.

“You must be tired after such along match. If you don't mind, you can come and have a drink with us at our club.” Caroline and I exchanged glances, and we said simultaneously, "We would love to.”

There were other women present at the club.

Richard went to get changed, and Caroline and I took the chance to talk to the others.

Someone mentioned Bruce and complained that it was hard to get ahold of him

heard that he-got together with a female college student. He's been unning after her as if he's been => bewitched. The entire Harold family has now been turned upside dewn becatise of him. I have no idea what he's after." to 6

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Another rich brat quickly added." Well, you have no idea. College students are so pure, and they're seductive in bed too. "

His words resulted in a roar of laughter.

I lowered my head and sipped my wine. It didn't taste good

"That's enough.” Richard's voice broke in. "There are ladies present.”

Caroline glanced at me and said jokingly, "Young blood. Who wouldn't like that?"

She managed to dispel my imperceptible awkwardness with her joke.

I was thinking about business, so I walked toward Richard with my glass of wine.

"Mr. Fowler." I set the glass down and said, “Thank you for today."

“Douglas’ friends are my friends too. You don't have to be so polite, Ms. Fisher."

I wasn't planning on beating around the bush, so I said honestly, "You must have guessed that we didn't meet by accident today, Mr. Fowler.” Richard did not speak and indicated for me to continue.

"We would like to discuss the project with you.” I got straight to the point.

Richard took a sip of alcohol. After a pause, he said, “You're collaborating with Mr. Harold, so you probably don’t lack money, right?"

So he knew that Bruce had invested with us.

I gathered ny thoughts and said, "Mr. Harold definitely doesn't lack” money,but in terms of vision and business knowhow, Ms. Whittaker and-thave always felt that you were mare capable." -

Richard seemed to be used to this kind of compliment. He narrowed his eyes and said, "I want to hear the real reason, Ms. Fisher.” He maintained a polite attitude, but there was a hint of oppression in his tone.

It made me feel that if I tried anything else, he would toss Caroline and I out at once.

I had no choice but to say truthfully, "We did this project for money, but it's different for Mr. Harold."

"Hmm?"

"Mr. Harold is doing it to please a lady." I chose my words carefully. "We have different goals.”

I had just finished when Richard burst outlaughing, He chortled as he said,” Yt seems that Mr. Harald is not qualified as an investor, since sucht misunderstanding has arisen. ‘ ta” -

We had been having a casual chat, but Richard’s eyes were fixed on a point behind me I turned in confusion and saw Bruce standing there.

He was looking at me, too.