Chapter 135
“Alright, thank you for your hard work. We’ll talk more later,” Mrs. Smith said with a smile.
As Lucy and Emma turned to leave, Peter surreptitiously glanced at Kingsley’s face. It was as expressionless as ever, revealing no emotion.
He couldn’t help leaning in and whispering, “She’s gone. You’re not going to chase after her p>
Kingsley shot him a cold look. “Mind your own business p>
Mr. Smith smoothed things over with a laugh. “Sherwood knows what he’s doing. He has his own methods p>
Although Mrs. Smith didn’t fully understand the subtext, she sensed the delicate atmosphere and politely refrained from asking questions, simply sitting quietly.
Kingsley checked his watch and stood up. “I’ll be staying in Switzerland for the near future, so we can meet up another time. I have a video conference later, so I’ll excuse myself now p>
“Okay, no problem,” Mr. Smith nodded.
Kingsley left with Peter and Xavier, boarding the tram. Peter sat with his head down, scrolling through his phone. He tried to check Lucy’s social media timeline, but all he saw was a restriction line-no content was visible to him.
“Don’t say I didn’t warn you,” Peter muttered. “She really doesn’t want anything to do with you p>
He sighed, glancing at Kingsley’s profile, which was dark enough to drip ink. He almost held back, but couldn’t help adding, “Your ex-wife certainly has principles. But that stubbornness… if you want to win her back, I’m afraid p>
“One more word and you can walk back,” Kingsley said coldly, not even looking up.
Peter immediately shut his mouth. Two seconds later, he leaned in again with a playful grin. “Kingsley, I have Lucy’s contact info now. If she posts anything, I’ll forward it to you immediately! That’s what brothers are for p>
Kingsley ignored him, his fingers unconsciously tracing the edge of his phone as he stared ahead, lost in thought.
When they arrived at the changing rooms to get changed, they ran right into Lucy and Emma, who were already dressed and heading out.
Peter reacted quickly, flashing a smile. “Hi, ladies! What a coincidence p>
Lucy was looking down, typing a message. She didn’t even lift her
eyelids clearly having no intention of responding Emma, however, nodded politely at Peter before following Lucy out the door.
Peter, having hit a wall, wasn’t embarrassed. He caught up to Kingsley and whispered, “See? She’s even colder to you than she is to me p>
He swallowed the rest of his sentence when he met Kingsley’s icy glare.
Ten minutes later, Kingsley and Xavier walked out of the lounge.
Kingsley strode straight toward the parking lot with his long legs. Peter followed closely, unable to stop pestering him. “You came here today just to ‘accidentally’ run into Lucy right? But you didn’t do anything the whole time-didn’t talk, didn’t make a move. Did you just come to hear her insult you? At best, you just reminded her you exist p>
Kingsley ignored him, picking up his tablet to review a file Shane had just synced. Without looking up, he said, “You’ve followed me all day. You can get lost now p>
Peter wasn’t offended; instead, hẹ
looked smug. “It wasn’t following, it was company! But did gam
something today Lucy isn’t a
repulsive towards me. She even let me add her p>
Kingsley’s lips curled into a faint, mocking sneer. “Is that so? You might want to check if you’re still on her friends list p>
Peter’s heart skipped a beat. He immediately pulled out his phone and sent a quick [Hi] to Lucy.
The message failed instantly, followed by a system alert: [You are not friends with this user. Please send a friend request first p>
Peter stared at the screen, stunned for two seconds, before clicking his tongue. “Damn… Lucy’s really something p>