Chapter 61
[Kingsley, Wyatt and Lucy know each other! Everything he did before was just to get back at me for Lucy’s sake p>
Kingsley opened and watched the video. His reply was two sentences long, delivered in a cool, dissecting tone. [You know Lucy? Or did you investigate her p>
He remembered clearly that shortly after Joyce woke up, he had finalized his divorce with Lucy. Theoretically, the two women should never have crossed paths.
Joyce’s heart tightened when she saw the message. She hurriedly explained: [After I woke up, I heard you had been married. I was curious, so I looked into her situation a little p>
Kingsley didn’t reply.
Clutching her phone, a strong sense of unease rose from the bottom of Joyce’s heart.
Kingsley had always been cold to her, but this silence made her feel like she had touched a nerve or crossed a line.
But then she steadied herself. Kingsley had schemed against Lucy for the sake of the Mason family, even using marriage as a bargaining chip. Clearly, he didn’t love Lucy.
The thought calmed her nerves a little, but her dislike for Lucy remained as strong as ever. What woman wouldn’t develop feelings for Kingsley after living with him for three years? Lucy would be no exception!
More importantly, Lucy’s father had caused the death of her parents and left her in a coma for seven years. Now, Lucy was “stealing” Kingsley, who rightfully belonged to her.
If not for the events of the past, her mother would still be alive, and she and
Kingsley would have been together long ago.
She had to settle this score, with interest.
Meanwhile, Kingsley arrived at the restaurant.
When he pushed open the door to the private dining room, everyone stood up to greet him. He simply nodded faintly and walked straight to the seat of honor.
He finally sent a message: [Lucy is not someone you can provoke, and she has nothing to do with you p>
Seeing the message, Joyce replied
immediately, her words dripping
with feigned obedience: [l
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understand, Kingsley. My parents. accident had nothing to do with her,
so won’t bother her p>
Immediately after, she sent another: [Kingsley, tomorrow is my mother’s birthday. I’m
going to visit her grave. Do you want to come? If you’re busy, it’s okay p>
These words seemed considerate. Anyone unaware of the truth might actually believe she was a sensible woman.
Kingsley mentally calculated the date. Tomorrow was indeed Joyce’s mother’s birthday. He replied, [I’ll go with you p>
Seeing Kingsley’s reply, Joyce was instantly overjoyed. Her fingers flew across the screen to type another line: [Kingsley, can you pick me up tomorrow p>
At this moment, Kingsley was surrounded by people in the private room trying to strike up a
conversation. Although he mostly
listered in silence, out ofbasics
politeness, he didn’t pick up his phone again. sŵnovels
After some small talk, the door opened, and waiters began bringing in the dishes.
Someone refilled the wine glass in
front of Kingsley. Soon, a CEO stood up first, raising his glass politely.è “Mr. Sherwood, I’d like to propose a toast’s truly our honor that y
could grace us with your presence
tonight!” t
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Kingsley looked up at him, his tone flat. “Please have a seat p>
The CEO complied immediately. “Mr. Sherwood, I’ll drain my glass; please, drink at your leisure p>
Despite the offer, Kingsley took a polite sip. He wasn’t the passive party who needed to accommodate anyone tonight. Naturally, he wouldn’t force himself to drink.