Chapter 46
Ten minutes later, Lucy returned from the restroom to find Thurston gone.
She sat back down, resting her chin in her hand, a faint smile on her lips. “Does Thurston only dare to come out when you’re not home p>
“No, he just doesn’t like going out much,” Jane said, raising her juice glass to clink lightly against Lucy’s.
The two chatted casually, the atmosphere relaxed.
Suddenly, the door opened, and Ethan walked in. He scanned the room, locked onto Jane and Lucy, and walked over with a smile. “Hi, Jane, Miss Lynwood p>
Lucy looked up. He seemed familiar, but she couldn’t place him. Jane introduced him, “This is Ethan Sterling, the Fletcher family doctor, and your ex-husband’s good friend p>
“Why don’t you join us on the third floor?” Ethan suggested.
Lucy smiled, her eyes curving. “The first floor is better for people-watching. All the attractive people coming and going-it’s so relaxing p>
Ethan nodded understandingly. “True, it’s livelier here. You guys chat, I’ll head up p>
“Go ahead,” Jane nodded.
Once Ethan left, Lucy whispered, “I think I’ve seen him before, but I really can’t remember where p>
“He came back to the country two years ago, so it’s normal if you’ve seen him,” Jane replied.
Ethan reached the third floor and pushed open the private room door. Seeing the two men smoking on the sofa, he teased, “Do you know your wives are downstairs p>
Kingsley looked up, his cold gaze piercing. “Who asked you to come? Why aren’t you in your lab p>
“Oh, sorry! Misspoke—your ex-wife,” Ethan emphasized the word ‘ex-wife’ sarcastically. “If you can be here. why can’t I? My biggest investor hasn’t kicked me out, so who are you to tell me to leave p>
Thurston looked up lazily. “I’m your big investor. Tell me, how much did Mr. Sherwood put in p>
Ethan smirked, holding up one finger. “Guess p>
“One million?” Thurston asked with a grin.
“Tsk, he’s the CEO of Sherwood Group and Cosmoscope Group. Are you joking?” Ethan took a sip of
Wine You missed a zero. Our Mr. Sherwood isn’t as stingy as you say, but he’s certainly not generous p>
Thurston shot Kingsley a disdainful look. “Mr. Sterling, have some self-respect. You’re obsessing over ten million? If it were me, I’d throw ten million in his face p>
“You have money, so you’re arrogant. I’m different, I’m
poor-beggars can’t be choosers,
get it?” Ethan complained, then.
leaned
closer to Thurston Bu
Mr. Fletcher, I’d be more than happy
if you threw ten million at me. I
promise I won’t hold a grudge p>
“Get lost… spineless!” Thurston scoffed, snubbing out his cigarette.
He clinked his wine glass against Kingsley’s. “You’re actually okay with offering a measly ten million p>
Kingsley swirled his glass, the red liquid arcing against the sides. He took a sip, his voice cold. “That’s all he’s worth p>
Thurston looked at Ethan. “How exactly did you offend him p>
“What else could it be? I compared his ex-wife to his childhood sweetheart and spoke some hard truths. He didn’t like hearing it p>