A Life Debt Repaid

Chapter 687

It was really late when Dicky finally returned to Cranston Hall. Cordy would've started to worry that he might be abducted if they weren’t keeping in touch on the phone.

"Where have you been for so long?” she asked, but there was no edge in her voice.

She would never scold him, though she was curious. Her son always showed propriety, and he would expect her to worry if he left for too long.

However, he still stayed out for a long time.

"Yeah..." Dicky was staring at Cordy, but didn't answer her question.

"Well, as long as you're back. Don't be late next time, or your mother might really call the cops," Jesse joked.

"Yes, Great-grandfather." Dicky nodded.

"You must be hungry, right? Come, let's eat," Jesse said as he took Dicky warmly by the hand and led the latter to the dining table.

Dicky turned to glance at Cordy. He looked as if he had something to say, but was hesitant to do it.

As such, he remained distracted as he sat with everyone else at the dining table.

Cordy naturally noticed that her son was behaving strangely, and asked softly, "Are you feeling sick?”

Dicky shook his head.

"Had too much fun?"

"Maybe." Dicky nodded.

up and go to bed after you eat. Don't bother with your

"Okay."

room since he was tired, and instead checked what was on

the first season of 'Actors

had so few scenes it was less than a fifth of Cora's, even though Cora was

was harsh, no? Though that might apply to society as

phone chimed with a Whatsapp

and Cordy, with the caption: [You have

[It's normal, no? That's how actresses

[Show some spine, Zoe.]

why I'm working

asked: [Do you

added beneath

already. I call it honing my art—don't spoil my style

a vulgar industry like showbiz? What art are you talking

girls won't get