Chapter 45
“Alright, I’ll talk to him later.” Sean replied.
Seeing Kingsley’s serious expression, Sean didn’t ask further questions and nodded.
The elevator doors dinged open, and they stepped in, pressing the button for the parking garage.
Meanwhile, back in her hotel room, Lucy finally let go of the day’s exhaustion. Sitting on the sofa, she aimlessly scrolled through her phone, her heart feeling empty— filled only with thoughts of Seven.
Hesitating for a moment, she messaged Jules: [Is Seven asleep? Did he fuss p>
Jules, who was working in his study, immediately went to the guest room. He quietly opened the door, filmed a short video of the sleeping toddler, and sent it with a caption: [Don’t worry, he’s very good. I’m taking great care of him. Focus on your work p>
Lucy opened the video but immediately noticed the unfamiliar decor in the
background—it wasn’t her estate. She frowned and typed: [Did you take him to your house p>
[It’s easier to look after him this way, saves me running back and forth.] Jules replied quickly, adding, [Is your work going smoothly p>
[It’s okay.] Lucy relaxed, replying simply, and added, [Take good care of Seven p>
[Relax, Lucy. I’d starve myself before I let him go hungry.] Jules’s teasing reply put Lucy completely at ease.
Jane stepped out of the shower, drying her hair. Seeing Lucy staring blankly at her phone, she smiled. “Missing Seven p>
“Yeah.” Lucy looked up, loneliness in her eyes. “It’s the first time I’ve been away from him. I feel empty p>
Jane sat beside her, pulling her into a hug and patting her back. “Just endure it for a few more days. Once work is done, you can go back to him p>
Lucy leaned on her shoulder and nodded. “Mmh. I’m going to shower p>
Meanwhile, Thurston left the Shaw family residence. He sat in his car but didn’t tell
the driver to head home-Jane wasn’t there, so it felt pointless.
He pulled out his phone and messaged Kingsley: [Come out for a drink p>
The reply was instant: [No time p>
Thurston, not one to give up, sent a voice message, his tone threatening: [Kingsley,
if you don’t come out tonight, don’t expect me to answer next time you call p>
In his car, Kingsley listened to the message. His fingers paused over the screen before he told his driver, “Turn around. Go to the club p>
He locked his phone and tossed it onto the seat.
Forty minutes later, Thurston arrived at the club. As he walked through the noisy ground floor toward the second level, he caught a glimpse of a familiar figure-Jane.
He stopped abruptly, turned back, and leaned over the back of Jane’s chair, getting close. “Honey, what a coincidence p>
Jane smelled his familiar scent before she saw him. She turned, giving him a fake smile. “Mr. Fletcher, quite a coincidence indeed p>
She patted his cheek lightly, the gesture clearly teasing. “What are you doing here p>
“What else?” Thurston stood up, scanning the table. “Ethan and the guys asked me to meet up. Haven’t seen them in a while p>
He nodded at Lucy, who was sipping a cocktail nearby, as a greeting. Lucy watch their interaction with a faint
smile finished her drink, and stood up to go to the restroom:
A few steps away, she nearly collided with a tall figure. Looking up, she saw Kingsley. Her pupils constricted slightly, but she quickly averted her gaze, walking past him, in her high heels as if he were invisible.
Kingsley’s eyes darkened as he watched her retreating white silhouette. He didn’t
stop, continuing straight to the second floor.