CHAPTER 748: CHAPTER 748: BEING HONEST WITH EACH OTHER

Chase Fletcher at work also exudes a personal charisma. He makes decisions on all major and minor company affairs.

Many projects are progressing smoothly, and although quite young, he has gained everyone’s recognition through his strength.

Many media and newspapers like to compare him with Adrian Lancaster.

At five in the afternoon, Chase Fletcher left the company on time and drove to the building of Rachel Sherman’s news agency. He felt a bit nervous today.

Because he had to tell Rachel that his parents had invited her for dinner.

Rachel wasn’t working overtime today, and upon receiving his message at noon, she cleared her afternoon schedule. Her mood was jubilant all day.

The news about Granny Hughes’ cat generated a lot of social attention, and the footage she shot was quite beautiful.

For a while, Rachel Sherman’s reputation as a journalist grew, and her personal page gained a lot of followers.

As soon as she walked out of the glass door, she spotted him and ran over cheerfully, "Did you wait long?"

"I just got here." The man smiled gently, opening the car door for her. Rachel bent down and sat in the passenger seat.

Chase Fletcher circled back to the driver’s seat, starting the car while asking her, "What do you want to eat today?"

"Anything is fine." As she glanced at him, her eyes filled with pink bubbles, "But Chase, there’s something I want to ask you today."

"Perfect, I have something to tell you as well." His tone sounded relaxed, but there was great pressure in his heart.

"Alright, you go first, I’m listening." She gazed at him softly.

"..." Chase slowed the car down, taking a moment to gather his thoughts before glancing at her, "My father wants to invite you over for dinner on Friday with me at home."

There was a few seconds of silence in the car after he spoke.

Rachel looked at him, sensing his pressure. It seemed he had more to say, but didn’t know how to begin.

Rachel had already thought about this issue; it was something she had to face eventually.

So she smiled and asked, "What do your parents like? What are their hobbies? What do you think would be a nice gift for them?"

Hearing this, her relaxed and expectant tone left Chase a bit stunned.

Once he ensured she was prepared, he finally breathed a sigh of relief.

Then he enthusiastically discussed with her, telling her a bit about his parents.

"My mother is a housewife, she stopped working since I was born. My father has always doted on her, and their relationship is quite good."

"My mother studies aesthetics, not working doesn’t mean she doesn’t grow. She has a unique aesthetic sense, is very skilled, and can create distinctive crafts. My father enjoys sports, is involved in the company’s affairs, and hasn’t fully retired yet."

Indeed, he almost confessed his family background.

"So, is your family’s condition better than I imagined?" Rachel looked at him, "Now that we’re together, shouldn’t we be honest with each other, President Fletcher?"

Chase Fletcher felt a bit embarrassed by the sudden ’President Fletcher’.

He quickly understood, turned on the right signal, pressed the brakes, and stopped the car by the roadside.

When he looked at her, Rachel was also gazing at him, their eyes meeting. She remained calm, seemingly waiting for his explanation.

Yes, she had done some research. Chase Fletcher, the President of Fletcher Group, she was very shocked when she found out because he was worth billions.

But later, she gradually accepted it... because recalling their moments together, she felt he was quite reliable.

One shouldn’t reject a relationship just because of someone’s status.

Chase Fletcher held her hand, Rachel looked down, seeing his long fingers. Their palms exchanged warmth, and she didn’t pull away.

He said, "I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to hide my identity."