Lucille knew based on Ian's reaction that he didn't know Eunice's and Sage's information was swapped. "If you could beat me, I'll tell you," Lucille said mysteriously and shrugged.The others didn't know what the two were talking about. "Are Ian and Lucy going to shot or not?" Ethan muttered. "They've been talking for so long, and they look like they're not having a nice talk. Look at Ian's forehead! It's so creased that he'll get pernament wrinkles!" Zachary slapped the back of Ethan's head and said, "Don't make Spence beat the crap out of you before Ian and Lucy even started!" Then, they saw Lucille pick up a Beretta M9 first and twirl it around her hand skillfully. "Ian, for the first round, how about we compete to see who can fire all 60 shots without missing the target?" Lucille smirked indifferently. "Sure," Ian agreed without any hesitation. Ethan watched and turned toward Spencer. "Hey Spence, why do I feel like Lucy looked somewhat excited?" Spencer ignored
"Actually, I would tell you Eunie's whereabouts. But…" Lucille slowly trailed off. As Ian heard Lucille was willing to tell him Eunice's whereabouts, his relaxed forehead creased once again. He lowered his voice and probed, "But what?" Lucille lightly coughed and brushed the tip of her nose before saying sheepishly, "It's too late, Ian." Ian's brows furrowed even further. What did Lucille mean by too late? At this moment, Spencer walked over to Lucille and pulled her to his side while holding her hand. Before Lucille could say it, Spencer said, "Ian, Eunice had already left Whiteloop City yesterday. But Lucy had nothing to do with this, Eunice told her after she had left. "Lucy already planned to tell you about Eunice's whereabouts, but it was too late." "What did you say?" Ian squinted. His eyes brimmed with frost as his tone brought the atmosphere down to subzero. Even Bailey, who was standing near the entrance, felt the chills for no reason. Only Spencer was unfaze
"Mrs. Layton, you and Mr. Layton are trending on social media again." Mack turned from the passenger's seat and asked, "Shall we take them down?" The title was short and simple—"Spencer and Lucille, Viral News!" After all, just the mere mention of their names was enough to draw public attention. Undoubtedly, it was about Lucille who revealed another one of her secret identities. And of course, every time the couple was mentioned, it was something about their relationship. The comments were flooded with shippers willingly witnessing their public display of affection."Damn, I ship this couple so much!" "Be it their appearance or skills, Lucille and Spencer are a perfect match for each other. Just what an amazing couple they are!" "Holy crap, the way they gaze at each other! I'm smiling so much that I'm getting a cramp." "Their relationship is basically like a soap opera that we have to fill in with our imagination." Spencer said with his low, magnetic voice, "It's up to
Lucille's gloomy gaze fixated on the person in the wheelchair, and she maintained her silence.After a few seconds, the person in the wheelchair activated a button and turned around to face Lucille.When Lucille finally saw Jane's face, she was stunned, her breathing hitching and her nose tingling. Her hands, hanging at her sides, instinctively clenched into fists. Spencer, standing closest to her, witnessed every moment of it.Although Jane had seen plenty of Lucille's photos, this was her first time meeting her after so many years. Lucille's expression of unfamiliarity and indifference pierced Jane's heart.The living room descended into an eerie silence, with the onlookers knowingly maintaining their silence. With that, the reunited mother and daughter locked eyes for a fairly long time. At last, Jane broke the awkward silence."Lucia, don't you recognize your mom?" Jane looked at Lucille and offered a warm, motherly smile.Hearing the familiar voice uttering her nickname "L
"Lucia, I swear that wasn't my intention. So much stuff was happening back then that I didn't even have time to process and tell you about it. "I admit I was wrong for abandoning you, but I…" Jane looked at Lucille, struggling to find the right words. "There are some things better left unknown."Seeing the red streaks in Jane's eyes from her violent coughing, Lucille couldn't bring herself to say what she wanted. At that moment, Jane seemed like a frail, swaying tree, on the verge of snapping with the slightest breeze.Lucille looked away. After taking a deep breath, she said, "Fine. Let me ask about something else, then. Who's my biological father?"Jane wasn't surprised by her question as she knew Lucille would find out sooner or later. Still, it wasn't the right time then. "You're right. William is not your father." She continued, "I can only tell you he's still alive, but…"Lucille averted her gaze and looked back at her due to the pause."You don't have to know who he is!
After 30 minutes, Lucille emerged from the house. She appeared unusually calm like nothing had happened earlier, though her cold and harsh demeanor remained unchanged.As she looked at the tall figure in the garden, the cloudiness in her chest slowly dissipated. She recalled Jane's words from earlier and couldn't help but frown.As though sensing she was near, Spencer turned around and walked toward her. His large palm landed on her head and stroked it before he asked, "Shall we go home?"She raised her head slightly, her clear eyes duller and gloomier than ever, and nodded before letting out a faint grunt.A charming yet helpless smile appeared on Spencer's face before he pulled her into an embrace. Placing his chin on her head, he wrapped an arm around her waist and stroked her head with the other as her head nestled against his chest."I've always wanted you to be vulnerable with me and stop facing every problem alone. Yet, now that it's actually happened, I find myself regrett
Marcel narrowed his eyes and saw the black sedan car stopping across them. Instantly, he knew it was a Rolls-Royce."Go take a look," he ordered.After affirming, Landon unfastened his seatbelt and descended the car. At the same time, a person alighted from the black Rolls-Royce. As soon as Wesley and Landon met eyes, they uttered in unison, "It's you?"When investigating Marcel, Wesley discovered that his assistant's name was Landon Marshall. Initially, he assumed it was a different person with the same name, but to his surprise, it turned out to be the same Landon he knew!Meanwhile, Landon was aware of Wesley and Ian's relationship. What baffled him was why they halted Marcel's car. Could it be…At that moment, the back window of the Rolls-Royce rolled down, revealing an angry yet handsome face. His countenance was chillingly cold.Upon seeing Ian, Landon finally understood the situation. Nonetheless, he had to acknowledge that it was dangerous to stop someone like that. The
Wesley and Landon saw the scene and both had the same thought—Would they end up in a physical fight if things turned sour?Seeing that Ian had confronted him with evidence, Marcel couldn't feign ignorance anymore. "Why hold onto her when you no longer love her, Mr. Moore?"At that, Ian furrowed his brows. He hated that question that everyone asked. He usually avoided answering it but made an exception for Marcel this time.He narrowed his eyes. "And what makes you think I don't love her, Mr. Stallone?"Marcel was momentarily stunned and glanced at him briefly, unaware of his intentions. Still, he replied, "Isn't that a known fact? You're in love with someone else."A series of loud thuds sounded as Ian kicked off a chair beside him, causing a clatter.Wesley and Landon turned their heads in that direction simultaneously and were startled. Seeing the furious Ian, Landon couldn't help but remark, "Has your boss always had such a bad temper?"Wesley didn't refute him and affirmed,