Chapter 91

"Let's go. Don't keep the client waiting too long." Mark urged Clara and rolled up his window. His car sped off ahead, and Clara struggled to keep up with her older, less capable car. "That old guy's already in his 60s and still drives so fast. Once I make enough money, I'll buy a Ferrari and leave him in the dust." Of course, she was just venting her frustrations. She didn't really believe she'd ever have enough money for a Ferrari. Even Mark couldn't predict her future. Given his skills, it was normal. Though she regarded him as the best mentor in the world, she also saw him as the most useless. Clara's phone rang again. She expected it to be Stuart but saw that it was Evelyn. Evelyn rarely called her unless something was up. Clara slowed down and answered the call. "Evelyn, what's up?" "Are you still in the city?" Clara responded with a hum. "My mentor still has work to deal with here. So we haven't left." "Do you have time for dinner tonight? I'd like to ask Mr. Fowler ab