Chapter 167
The interlude in the elevator did not spill over into their work. After two years of tempering, Lucy had long mastered the art of remaining stoic under pressure. For her, nothing was more important than her work and Seven.
Kingsley, on the other hand, was already a man of deep, unreadable thoughts. At this moment, it was impossible to glean any emotion from him.
Both managed their emotions perfectly. Even a seasoned veteran of the business world like David didn’t notice anything amiss between them.
During the meeting, Lucy gave a detailed explanation of the revisions. When Kingsley raised questions about specific points in the design, Lucy treated him simply as an ordinary client, answering each query professionally.
The meeting went smoothly. At the end, David enthusiastically invited Lucy and Kingsley to dinner. Unable to decline, Lucy accepted; seeing her agree, Kingsley didn’t refuse either.
Just then, Peter came out of an office. Hearing they were going to eat, he immediately tagged along like a shadow.
When they arrived at the parking lot, watching Lucy get into her car first, Peter leaned close to Kingsley and whispered, “Your ex-wife is acting strange today. Did the meeting go badly? I said hello to her earlier, and she barely lifted her eyelids. Didn’t even look me in the eye p>
“Don’t pry into things that don’t concern you,” Kingsley said coldly, bending to sit in his car.
Peter quickly hurried to the other side, opened the door, and scrambled in. “Just asking casually. You’re too cold. Even I, a grown man, can’t stand it, let alone a beauty like Lucy p>
Kingsley turned to give him a profound look, speaking concisely. “If you can’t stand it, you can get out now p>
Peter immediately put on an apologetic smile. “No, no, I’ll shut up p>
He didn’t dare get out-his brother David had apparently lost his mind and frozen all the bank cards in bank.cards Peter’s name today. He could even afford gas money right now. The condition for unfreezing them was based on his work performance in the coming period.
Peter’s eyes suddenly lit up, and he leaned closer to Kingsley. “Kingsley, can you lend me some money? Once my cards are unfrozen, I’ll pay you back immediately p>
Kingsley glanced at him indifferently, mockery in his tone. “A grown man, getting his cards frozen p>
“Hey, it’s a long story!” Peter complained with a face full of grievance. “I don’t know which immoral jerk gave my brother that terrible idea. Before, it was just verbal warnings, but now he’s actually taken measures p>
Hearing the words “immoral jerk,” Kingsley’s handsome face turned a few degrees colder. He spat out two words crisply. “No money p>
“What?” Peter almost jumped up but forced himself to settle down. “Kingsley, saying you have no money? That’s a bad joke p>
Kingsley didn’t even turn his head. “I have money. I’m just not lending it to you p>
Peter immediately changed his tune, leaning in even closer. “Come on, Kingsley. How about this? Since you wont be Switzerland, watch Lucy for you! If any suitors get close, I’ll ruin it for them. I guarantee no one will get near her p>
Kingsley didn’t respond, but Peter acted as if he hadn’t noticed and kept rambling
on.
Suddenly, Kingsley’s low voice filled the car. “If someone did something wrong, how can they earn forgiveness p>
Peter paused, then smiled at him. “I don’t know what mistake you made, so it’s hard to analyze. But mistakes vary in size. As long as your attitude is sincere enough, your admit your fault proactively, and change properly, it should be… not a big
problem p>
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