"Gosh, you're a genius! I can't believe that you actually invented something this futuristic! Can I buy
one?" Carl asked, wanting to buy one because he felt that this device would be of use to him.
"Weren't you skeptical of it?" Nicole teased.
"Why would you want to get one now?"
"How could I doubt it now? It's just that...didn't know what it was capable of," Carl explained, his face
flushing due to embarrassment.
"You don't have to purchase one." Nicole looked at Carl and smiled.
"I'll give one of these to you."
"Are you sure about that?"
He looked at Nicole in disbelief, thinking that she was just messing around with him.
"It's fine if you don't want it."
She turned around and headed for the exit.
Carl ran after her, stammering, "Oh, sure! Please, uh, get me one.When can I have it?"
"You'll get one later when I leave," she replied.
"Martin, when Carl comes over to receive his order, you may pass him the latest batch of The Beacon
which I've just ordered."
Nicole glanced to the side at Martin and ordered.Martin kept his eyes fixed on Carl for a moment and
turned to Nicole.
"Understood."
"Alright, we better get going now,"иσνєℓєвσσк.¢σмshe said, passing her Beacon to Carl as she began
walking off.
"See you around."
"See you," Martin waved.
"This is yours."
Carl received The Beacon, and wore it on his arms with a look of delight.
"Man, this thing looks really cool on me.It matches my aesthetics."
Nicole darted her eyes at him.
"Indeed, it does look good on you."
"Are we leaving already?"
Carl glanced over back at Martin.
"Yeah, unless you're thinking of spending the night here, that is.I don't mind leaving you here if that's
what you want," Nicole said without giving him another glance and got into her car.
"Why would I want to live in a factory?" he asked and entered the vehicle, afraid that Nicole would
leave him behind.
"Where are you staying?" she asked.
"I'll send you home so that you can catch some rest."
"Do you have anything going on for you?" he asked in response.
"I can keep you company if you'd like." Nicole replied.
"No, I'm just heading over to my grandmother's for a visit."
"Now that I'm here, we can both pay her a visit together."
Carl stated, knowing that he had nothing better to do in the hotel where he was staying.
At least he would have someone to talk to if he tagged along.
"Okay, sounds good to me,"
Nicole said, flooring the accelerator and heading off to the sea view villa.
"It's beautiful here."
Carl looked out from the window and admired the sea that stretched off into the horizon.
"Yeah.I love lounging around at balcony and gaze off into the sea when I've got nothing else to do," she
said.
"I can keep my eyes on the view all afternoon at times.By the way, do you see that building in front?
That's the villa."
"Wow, that's huge!"
Carl exclaimed as he stared at the only villa overlooking the sea.
"Of course it is," she said upon reaching the villa.
"It was my grandpa's gift to me."
Then, she entered the driveway.
"Wait, whose car is this?"
Nicole questioned as she noticed an unfamiliar car parked at the courtyard.
"Could it be Jared?"
Carl asked, hazarding a guess.
"It can't be him.That's not his car.I guess we'll find out once we're inside."
Nicole parked her car and strutted off into the villa.
As Nicole and Carl entered the living room, they spotted a man sitting on the couch, chatting with
Mrs.Riddle Sr.1 "Nicole, you're back!"
Mrs.Riddle Sr.said the instant she noticed Nicole walking in.
The guy on the sofa turned around to look at the entrance.
"Nicole, what kept you away for so long?" Harvey asked as he eyed Nicole with a look of concern on
his face.
"I've heard from Mrs.Riddle Sr.that you haven't visited her for a few days."
Nicole shot him a glare and made a beeline for Mrs.Riddle Sr."
Grandma, why did you let him in?"
"What kind of question is that?"
Harvey glanced at Carl and back at Nicole, his face red with embarrassment.
"Why can't I be here?"
‘It is fine if Nicole wants to have a dig at me in front of our friends and family, but how could she do it in
front of a stranger?' Harvey thought.
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