Chapter 230

Lucille had just wrapped things up with Leonard and stepped out, only to run into Spencer, who had come over after finishing up with his errand.

His cold, vicious demeanor melted away the instant he saw her, replaced by warmth and tenderness. When he strode toward her and held her hand. His gaze darkened as he frowned, asking, "Why is your hand so cold?"

Then, he placed her other hand on his palm. It was cold as well. Looking displeased, he pursed his lips and said, "Didn't Phantom turn on the room heater for you?"

Phantom happened to come out from their left and overheard Spencer's question. He paused in his steps and hesitated to walk.

It was only mid-October. The weather was only slightly chilly. Phantom hadn't thought it was necessary to turn on the room heater.

Lucille smiled, just like she often did whenever she saw Spencer. She said, "I'm fine. I've just washed my hands." She'd just gotten her hands dirty.

Phantom was rendered speechless.

He thought Lucille had just washe