Chapter 395
Carefully evaluating each, Eric selected the one that most closely resembled the original. “I’ll take this one.”
“Do you want this gift-wrapped?”
“There’s no need.”
Eric thought about the implications of wrapping it. It would appear too formal, and Hadley was unlikely to accept such a gesture. “Just hand it over as is.”
“Very well, Mr. Flynn, that’ll be 1538 dollars, please sign here.”
The chosen hair tie was indeed similar to Hadley’s, but instead of plastic beads, it boasted the finest pearls, justifying the steep price difference.
After signing the receipt, Eric collected the new hair tie and exited Evergrand Mall.
Upon his return to Flynn Mansion, Eric first checked on Nyla and then proceeded to Ernest’s room.
At that time, Ernest was settling into a shampoo chair in the bathroom, ready for a hair wash from Linda.
“Hey, Eric!”
“Hello, Ernest, Linda.”
Preparing herself, Linda was about to start when her phone interrupted. “I need to take this. Please, have a chat with Ernest and keep him entertained. I’ll return shortly.”
With that, she excused herself, phone in hand.
“Alright.”
Eric found a chair, pulled it up, and sat comfortably, draping his arm over the back.
Eric would only let his mischievous side out when he was alone with his big brother.
With Linda momentarily gone, Eric dropped his voice to a playful whisper, asking, “Hey, Ernest, have you had Quentin on the hunt for someone recently?”
It wasn’t that Eric had been snooping; however, he had overheard Phillip mentioning Quentin’s search.
He hadn’t pried for details, but he knew something was up.
Ernest’s expression tightened, and a slight frown formed. He seemed to struggle for words.
“What?”
Observing his brother’s discomfort, Eric couldn’t help but ask with a hint of mischief, “Are you by any chance looking for a girl?”
At the suggestion, Ernest grew visibly unsettled, emitting a garbled murmur.
“Am I perhaps right about this?” With a knowing look and a playful lift of his eyebrow, Eric reassured him, saying, “Calm down, Ernest. I know you’re with Linda. I’m just joking. I won’t say anything to her.”
Regarding the mystery person Ernest might be searching for, Eric figured it wasn’t his place to press further unless Ernest chose to share.
“What’s this all about?”
Linda reappeared, having finished her phone call.
“We were just talking,” Eric responded with a smile, rising to his feet.
“I’ll let you two continue.”