The next instant, however, Charles said, “By the way, the seller of the property is an exceptional head-turner named Ms. Sannie. She seems to be Chanaean, I think…”
That caused Vinson’s eyes to widen. “What did you say the owner’s name was?”
Charles was so spooked by Vinson’s sudden input that he nearly lost control of the steering wheel. To him, the man in the back seat looked to be one of high standing and few words. For him to speak up so abruptly did indeed cause the sales manager to jump. However, Charles was also one who was suitably experienced, having dealt with his fair share of affluent folk. Thus, he was able to recover quite ably. “Her name is Ms. Sannie…”
The pronunciation of that name was the same as that of Arielle’s, and for some inexplicable reason, it gave Vinson a peculiar feeling when he heard it.
He could not help but ask, “What’s her Chanaean name?”
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