Chapter 61 Narcissist

"Yes, one for you and one for Miss He. Mr. Fu said that you could take hers to her," Hiram replied casually.

There was an awkward silence. 'I don't even know where she lives,' thought Jay to himself, sadly.

The problem was, it was his fault he didn't know where Doris lived. He had driven her away and was too proud to seek her out.

"What's wrong? Would it be inconvenient for you to drop it off, sir? If so, I'll take it back to Mr. Fu and explain that." Jay didn't reply and the awkward silence stretched out between them again, longer this time.

"Ahem." Jay cleared his throat, hoping to nudge a reply out. Then he finally answered, "No, it's fine. I will get it to her."

"That's good. And Mr. Fang, Mr. Fu said please don't be late."

The day passed in a blur and it was suddenly the next morning and time for Jay to search Doris out.

Jay put extra thought into his outfit, perhaps nervous to look nice for her, perhaps just trying to buy time. Before long, he found himself at the Affiliated Hospital of the Medical University.

He might not know where Doris lived, but he did know where she worked.

Fortunately, Doris was in the outpatient service that day, which made it easier for him to approach her alone.

Doris was not expecting Jay and was caught completely off guard as she called his name off her appointment list.

"Number 78, Jay Fa..." Doris' voice trailed off in obvious shock.

What was he doing here? At her work? Was he ill or just there

e party for that reason then. Meet all of Charles' friends. You'll see there's no competition." Jay decided the conversation was done and leaned over to turn off her computer for her.

Knowing she was trapped, Doris allowed it and got up to follow Jay out the door and to the party.

Unbeknownst to them, lots of other men would be at the party, and some were charming, but almost all were children since Bobby had written the invitations.

Also conflicted about attending and leaving work to head to the party was Nancy.

In the silence of her car, her cell phone suddenly ringing snapped her out of her thoughts.

When she saw it was Fannie calling, she was no longer annoyed, but excited. She was hopeful because it was unlike Fannie to call her when Nancy sought her out multiple times a day already. "Fannie," she answered hurriedly, "you have news?"

Fannie's voice came through the phone, "Yes, sister. I've heard that she has been living with a family outside the city. They are good people and she seems safe and well taken care of actually. However, we would obviously need to see her to know it is her for sure," Fannie said this enticingly.

She knew Nancy. She would fixate on any news and follow any lead.

Even if it was a fake one, Nancy would go to confirm it.

"Fannie, where are you now? Take me there. I will meet you wherever." All thoughts of attending Charles' birthday fell from her mind at the thought of possibly being reunited with her daughter.