Since Dr. Chatham had been hospitalized, Julian's top priority was to find out which hospital he was staying at and pay a visit in person. Only by doing so could he prove to Dr. Chatham how sincere the Chandler Group was about working together.
His secretary shook his head, a look of resignation on his face. "Dr. Chatham's people are keeping this under wraps. I haven't been able to find anything out."
Julian narrowed his eyes. "That might be for the best."
If even he couldn't track down which hospital Dr. Chatham was in, there was no chance Caitlin would manage it either.
**
Fortune was a man of his word. So, after work that evening, he gathered his colleagues and headed to the Crown Oak Bistro for dinner, sending Caitlin a message on WhatsApp.
There was no way Caitlin could skip an occasion like this—after all, she was the guest of honor tonight.
After parting ways with Victor, Caitlin went straight to the restaurant.
Fortune handed her the menu. "Caitlin, Grandpa doesn't know much about this stuff. You go ahead and order whatever you like—order plenty! Grandpa's in a good mood tonight. Money's not an issue."
Caitlin smiled and nodded. "Alright, Grandpa."
There were fifteen people in total.
She ordered eight appetizers, eighteen main dishes, a big pot of soup, two platters of bread, and four bottles of wine costing over a thousand each.
Fortune's colleagues were all hardworking folks with healthy appetites; no one was worried about finishing the food.
At the table, Keeley sat next to Fortune and pulled out a thick stack of cash, grinning at Caitlin. "Catie, I really underestimated you, kid. I lost fair and square. Here's ten grand—take it."
The others nearby immediately perked up, curious about what was going on.
Keeley explained the friendly wager the two of them had made. At the time, it had just been a casual remark, but tonight, he was more than happy to pay up.
Caitlin smiled and pushed the cash back across the table. "Keeley, I appreciate your sportsmanship, but I really can't accept this."
Fortune nodded in agreement. "It was just a joke between you two. How could she actually take your money?"
Keeley's money didn't come easy, after all.
Keeley frowned. "A joke? I shook hands with Catie, and we made a proper bet. She won fair and square!" He shoved the bills toward Caitlin. "If you won't take this, Catie, you're saying you don't respect me—or that you think your old Keeley's not a man of his word! If you refuse, then I've no reason to stay for dinner."

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