Chapter 352

Caroline and I weren't expecting John to pick us up. Inebriated, Caroline rested her hand on John's shoulder and teased him, "It's my honor to have Mr. Harold's assistant fetch me!" Shocked, John replied cautiously, "Ms. Whittaker, don't mention it. I-It's my duty." Caroline had shocked him into stuttering, but she did not stop. Grabbing him by his tie, she added, "I got it. Mr. Harold must have sent you over to keep an eye on Nance and me just in case we didn't work hard enough!" Standing at a height of six feet, John appeared rather clumsy around Caroline. To accommodate her, he bent down and said to her, "That's outrageous. Ms. Whittaker, Mr. Harold has always been understanding toward you and Ms. Fisher." Chuckling sarcastically, she shot a look at me and Ernest before rambling incoherently in her drunken state, "Heard that? Mr. Harold is understanding of us. Mr. Zeigler, our poor Nance wouldn't have been slapped in the face had Mr. Harold not messed with the contract…" As Caro