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,
Lila thought this trick was unreliable. What if they angered Spencer and Lucille? Suddenly, she regretted joining James' scheme."Do you want a grandchild or not?" He huffed.Lila was speechless. Of course, she did! Her friends her age were all grandmothers now, while she remained just a mother-in-law.Eric, observing James and Lila plotting about bringing in their future grandchild, had no chance to chime in.Holding Zane in her arms, Yvonne interjected, "Dad, Lila, why don't you guys leave this to Spencer and Lucy?"James glared at her and grumbled frustratingly, "What do you know? Do you understand how much I yearn to be a great-grandfather? Or how much Lila wants to be a grandmother?"Having been chided, Yvonne yielded defeat. "Okay, okay, you won. I, too, want to be an aunt." She shifted to Zane and pinched his cheek, asking, "Our Zaney wants to become an uncle too, right?"At that, Zane blinked his round eyes at Yvonne and innocently asked, "Mommy, what's an uncle? Is it a
In James' room."Are they gone?" James cautiously asked as he slowly opened his eyes on the bed.Arthur replied, "Yes, Mr. Layton Senior, they're gone. Don't worry."Suddenly, the frail and immobile James sprang up from the bed, behaving nothing like a "fallen" victim. Arthur and Mason were at a loss for words at his playful antics.Arthur went forward to help him. "Be careful. You have a cast on."To make things convincing, James was fitted with a real cast. Indeed, he had sacrificed his comfort to ensure Spencer and Lucille would move back to Layton Manor."Mr. Layton Senior, I thought Mr. Spencer and Ms. Lucille have a suite here. Why don't you just ask them to stay?" Mason asked in confusion.James sighed and energetically replied, "Like that's a choice I have. They just don't want to move in. I'm sure they'd scurry back to the Sparrow Residence after a day or two. That's why I needed a reason to make them stay."…Meanwhile, Spencer and Lucille locked eyes silently in the
Seth headed straight to Tranquility Court upon arriving at Layton Manor. Usually, at this hour, James would water the plants in the garden. However, that wasn't the case today. He looked at the sunny sky and thought, "It's not cloudy today."Without overthinking it, he went into the living room and headed upstairs. He had something important to discuss with James."Grandpa, I'm ba—" He pushed the door to James' bedroom without knocking and ended up shocked by his sight.James was currently sitting on the bed with his legs crossed, looking vigorous and spirited, as he enjoyed a plate of fruit with great relish. What baffled him was why James was in a cast."Grandpa, what happened to you?" Seth hurried into the room and examined James' foot. He looked up at him and genuinely asked, "Why would you play a prank like this?"James was speechless for a moment. "You brat! Are you blind? Can't you tell I injured my leg?"Seth had never been one to think before he spoke. He observed Jame