CHAPTER 128

Meanwhile, Anita had just finished the meeting at Grandpa Lloyd’s mansion and was driving home when her car cranked to a stop. She frowned in confusion as she glanced at the dashboard to see that the gas tank was empty. Her frown deepened even more. It didn’t make sense—She had filled it just that morning.

“You’ve got to be kidding me…” she rubbed her temples as she pulled the car over to the side of the road. It was late, and the streets were nearly deserted, with only a few cars passing. She sighed as she got out of her car, deciding to leave it parked and hail a taxi. She’d come back for it in the morning.

As she stood by the roadside, trying to flag down a cab, a car pulled up beside her, and the passenger window rolled down to reveal Lilian Holt, with a soft smile on her face. “Anita, what a coincidence seeing you here. It seems your car broke down.”

Anita grew tense. After their confrontation the day before, she hadn’t expected to see Lilian…anytime soon at least. “Yeah…”