Chapter 446: What does your 'alright' mean?

Ending the call abruptly, he returned to the driver's seat, noticing Tony lost in thought, head bowed.

"Tony, are you resentful towards me?" Andrew asked.

Tony shook his head. He didn't resent him; he simply couldn't easily trust him anymore.

Tonight had thrown him off guard, leaving his mind in disarray.

Seeing Tony this way, Andrew felt an unfamiliar sense of helplessness. He reached for a cigarette, lit it, but Tony suddenly turned, gazing at him. Tony reached out, taking the cigarette from Andrew.

"Your stomach's not good. Smoke less," Tony said, placing the cigarette between his lips and taking a deep drag.

Exhaling a thin mist, his composure seemed to slowly return.

Yes, they needed to have that private conversation, he realized. Andrew glanced at Tony, both knowing that there were things between them that needed addressing.

...

On the other side.

Colin stood by the bed, gazing at Leah in her slumb