Out of Ashes Into His Heart novel Chapter 25

"What's she doing at the obstetrics department?" Dawn had clearly picked up on it too, leaning closer to whisper with a mischievous tone, "Could she have some... unpleasant disease?"

Everyone knew the entertainment industry was a mess, and Mandy had been abroad for years.

"Or maybe she's pregnant?" she continued to speculate wildly.

"Forget about her," I said, glancing around with complete disinterest in her affairs. "There's an elevator over there. Let's go that way."

But she grabbed my arm. "Wait! Maybe there's some drama to watch."

I had no choice but to let her peer through the door crack for what felt like forever. In the end, even after Mandy left, Dawn hadn't figured out anything juicy and finally gave up.

"Mandy is definitely hiding some unspeakable secret," she declared confidently as we walked out.

"Who cares about her secrets? Just hearing her name makes me nauseous. Let's drop it, alright?"

"Fine," Dawn said with a teasing grin, holding onto my arm. "Let's—"

Before she could finish, we heard a car unlocking nearby. Our attention turned to see Tom stepping out of a sleek vehicle.

"Tom?" I said, utterly surprised. "What are you doing here?"

"I came to drop something off for Greg. I was just about to leave when I saw you two," he replied casually, tilting his head with a lazy smile. "It's almost lunchtime. Would you two ladies care to join me?"

"Oh, we wouldn't want to impose..." Dawn said, pretending to be polite, but her face lit up excitedly.

He was no ordinary person. He was the only heir to the White family—the most prominent family in the city. His wealth and background were legendary, making him the envy of countless people.

An invitation to dine with him was practically a miracle.

With a faint smile, Tom opened the car door. "Hop in. We'll drive over together."

"Thank you, Tom!" she said eagerly, grabbing my arm. "Grace, come on. Let's get in the car."

Compared to Dawn's excitement, I felt a little embarrassed.

After all, just a few days ago, I had said I would treat him to a meal, but he ended up footing the bill. And now, he was inviting us again...

"How about I treat you this time?" I offered tentatively.

While fastening his seatbelt, Tom glanced at me through the rearview mirror, his lips curving into a smile. "Sure. You pick the place."