“Weren’t you sleeping?” Jeffrey sat up, his composure unshaken.

“Sleep can’t compete with juicy gossip,” Stanley motioned for the staff to bring two glasses and a bottle. After the staff left, he added, “Especially when it’s about you.”

Jeffrey stayed silent as the drinks arrived.

Stanley poured two glasses, dismissed the staff, and slid one across the table. “You’ve got the stories, and I’ve got the liquor. Spill.”

Jeffrey’s gaze was unreadable, filled with layers of hidden emotions.

“Stop staring at me like that. It’s freaking me out,” Stanley joked.

Jeffrey picked up the glass but set it down without drinking.

Stanley’s curiosity grew. “What exactly happened?”

“Last night, Samuel asked me two questions. He got angry after I answered,” Jeffrey said calmly. “He even told me to treat

him like he’s dead.”

“What two questions?” Stanley asked, sensing these weren’t ordinary questions.

Despite his rare visits back home over the years, Stanley knew Samuel was a sensible boy who wasn’t the type to make

such dramatic statements unless deeply hurt.

Jeffrey glanced at him without replying. His distress wasn’t just about the questions themselves but what they hinted at in

other areas.

“I won’t press you,” Stanley said, though he had an idea. “But this probably has something to do with Andrea. If you know she’s manipulative, why are you still involved with her?”

He thought, ‘She plays tricks and twists the truth, yet Jeffrey surprisingly indulges her instead of cutting ties with her. That’s very unlike Jeffrey.‘

“Because of a promise,” Jeffrey confessed for the first time.

“Even though it’s a promise, shouldn’t…” Stanley paused, realization hitting him. He kept his mouth open, no longer lighthearted.

silence as

Stanley downed the glass of wine on the table, his voice slightly hoarse as he said, “What happened back

head down, his

handle things however you want,” Stanley said, stopping his attempts to persuade. “Matters of the heart aren’t like other problems. No one else can truly understand or judge. As your friend, I’m

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Chapter 52

if she wants,” Jeffrey said, breaking the silence. “I won’t interfere as long

pressed further,

shot him a sideways glance.

immediately understood–Jessica could help Rebecca, but

and phone. His

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carefree attitude came back, as if their

me this late. I’m

with a quiet hum, and the two left the private

to the club manager and instructed him to have someone drive the car back at dawn. Then he took

speaking up. “Why bring Jessica back

plainly. “I cut off Rebecca’s financial

a moment before

later, Jeffrey arrived home and smoothly got out of

he was about to drive to Harmony

paused with his foot on the accelerator and turned

past.

burden,”

steering wheel tightened, his lips pressed into a

easy.” Stanley waved with a smile. His cheerful gesture was a

conversation,

back, memories from the past flooded his mind with the bright smile of that optimistic

achieved fame early, dazzling the world, would forever be

snapped Jeffrey back to the present. The traffic light in front of him had turned green without

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