Chapter 313
“There’s a black credit card with no password in your luggage’s middle compartment. You can use it,” Alexander said, surprising Lily. She quickly got up and searched her luggage. Sure enough, she found a black credit card with gold accents—no ordinary card.
“When did you put it there?” she asked.
“It doesn’t matter. As long as you can use it,” he replied. After a pause, he continued, “It’s not easy being there, so eating and sleeping well must be your priority. Remember to take care of yourself when I’m not around.”
His words comforted Lily. Since childhood, she’d been independent and self-sufficient. Now, someone cared about her well-being—it seemed crucial to Alexander. “Sure, you too,” she said softly.
Alexander smiled, then seemed to remember something. “By the way, I heard the organizers invited Wesley Parker. He’s a bit difficult, so if you encounter him, avoid confrontation.”
Lily was silent, considering his words. Hearing no immediate response, Alexander’s heart skipped a beat. He asked cautiously, “Don’t tell me you’ve already met him?”
“Hmm,” Lily murmured, then recounted the day’s events.
After she finished, Alexander was silent.
“Are you speechless because of what I did?” Lily asked.
Initially, she hadn’t thought she’d done anything wrong. But recounting the encounter, she wondered if she should have offended such a heavyweight so soon after arriving. Still, if given the chance, she’d probably do it again. She could tolerate much, but not blatant disrespect toward the Hyderland perfumers.
“Not really,” Alexander said, rubbing his forehead. He knew her temperament well, but hadn’t expected her to meet Wesley Parker on her first day. He hadn’t foreseen their encounter either.
He continued, “Didn’t it all work out? Mr. Parker didn’t get mad, and he didn’t kick you out.”
“Well, yes, thanks to Lisa,” Lily acknowledged. “If it weren’t for Lisa, I might have been thrown out today,” she added half-jokingly, though she knew it was unlikely. As a top international perfumer, even a furious Wesley Parker wouldn’t have acted so publicly. Besides, Lily hadn't been wrong; the organizer had been negligent. Parker’s anger stemmed from public embarrassment; kicking her out would have reflected poorly on him.
“Ultimately, it’s still because of you. If it weren’t for the friends you made back then, how could it have ended the way it did?” Alexander said, surprised by Lily’s social circle. “I didn’t expect you to be friends with Mr. Parker’s daughter.”
Many sought proximity to Wesley Parker, but who would have thought Lily was friends with his daughter?
“I didn’t know Lisa was his daughter. When I met her, she was just an ordinary, introverted girl. I never expected her to be related to Wesley Parker.”