Cage
Cage 125

Chapter 125

Clyde must’ve said something funny because the woman suddenly burst into laughter, her gaze drifting toward the office door.

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Her eyes lit up, and she quickly came over to open it. “Melanie, what are you doing standing out here? Come on in.”

Her familiarity threw me for a loop.

Vinson nodded at me. “Mr. Patterson has guests, and I’ll come back another day. Take

care.” .

I knew it wasn’t the best time to discuss business with outsiders present, so I had Lina

escort him out.

Stepping into the office, I cautiously asked, “Mr. Patterson, who might this be?”

“Melanie, don’t tell me you’ve forgotten me. I’m your cousin, Lisa Crawford!” She looked at me, somewhat displeased, and she pouted and gave Clyde a sideways glance. “I told you Melanie’s got a short memory for her family. Here I am, and she doesn’t even recognize

me.”

Her tone, somewhat whiny and akin to Kayla’s, confused me more. But I knew the name Lisa. She was Talbot’s youngest daughter, with an older brother named Tammie Crawford.

“I’m so sorry, Lisa. The last time I saw you, I was in elementary school. I don’t remember, especially since you couldn’t make it back for Grandpa’s funeral, saying you were tied up. I honestly don’t remember you.” I kept my professional smile as I faced her, understanding she came on behalf of the Crawford family to discuss a partnership with the Patterson Group.

The bridge project was lucrative and a chance for fame, something they wouldn’t miss. Talbot’s visit was likely due to Clyde’s interest in me, prompting them to try it.

Lisa turned to me, looking slightly embarrassed. “I’m sorry. I was indeed busy then. And I’m only two years older than you. It wasn’t up to me back then, right?”

She was already making excuses, followed by a bunch of comforting words.

Tjust watched her, thinking she missed her calling as an actress. If Kayla was innocent, Lisa was the manipulative woman in disguise. Perhaps it was her privileged upbringing, but she also had the forthrightness of a spoiled heiress.

However, looking at her makeup and outfit, I realized she was imitating me, just like Kayla did, except that she missed the point that I rarely dressed so provocatively. Firstly, my figure didn’t allow it, and secondly, my scars didn’t, either.

But for her, just looking like me was enough, especially since we’re cousins. It made it

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easier for her to get close to Clyde

quested her er bin kept silent holding the documents at the side

Clyde looked wwward Wallanda, diviv’t we have dinner plans

The booked a restaurant Let’s have a family digner We’re all family here” Lisa cut him off

14 Patterson, you wouldn’t refuse me, would you?”

She lowered her head, looking slightly aggrieved. Noticing her necklace, remarkably similar to the one Clyde had given me, it was clear she’d made an effort. After all, Talbot and my father shared a resemblance, as did Lisa and I to our father, adding to the similarity.

With her insistence, Clyde and I naturally co

‘t refuse.

She tried everything to charm Clyde, even ordering his favorite dishes. Clyde remained a gentleman, speaking little, with only Lisa seemingly enjoying the conversation.

When it was time to pay, Lisa looked at me sheepishly. “Melanie, I don’t like staying in hotels. They lack a homely feel. We’re family, so I hope to stay at your place for a few days. You wouldn’t mind, would you?”

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