Regret Novel 71

Chapter 71

Tricia pressed her lips together and glanced toward the bathroom before picking up her phone.

It was a message from Charlotte.

*I’m at your parents‘ place. When are you coming over?*

Tricia’s mind went blank for a second.

Had things between them really gone so far that they were meeting the family?

No. Absolutely not!

She heard footsteps in the hallway and hurriedly set her phone down. A moment later, Evander walked in.

She looked up and managed a small smile. “Evander, could you drive Hans and me home later?”

Evander glanced at his own phone, scanning the screen. Tricia watched him closely.

He didn’t reply to the message, just slipped his phone into his pocket. “I’ve got something to take care of in a bit. I’ll have the driver take you.”

Tricia’s face paled, her hand tightening into a fist beneath the table.

I SF Sus

He’s probably running right back to that

the bitterness. “Or… I could just drive myself. I don’t want to bother the

paused, then nodded coolly.

said a brief goodbye to Tricia

down the drive, a cold, calculating smile tugging at her lips as a plan

Sterling estate, the family had all

the living room, besides Xavier and Charlotte’s mother Rachel, there was Abigail, Aunt

Chapter 71

it’s been years, but Lottie’s grown into a real beauty. The Sterlings finally have a

smile stiffened at this, but she

What matters is marrying well. Hiram, you make sure your future wife can help you get ahead in life. For a man, nothing’s more important than building a career

“Maybe you’d rather I

nonsense! That’s not how

“Mom,

him.”

up, “Jensen, where’s your son–in–law? Dinner’s almost ready, and I hear he’s some high–profile guy. He’s

expression darkened. He glanced at

and ask.”

calmly, “You have his number. Why don’t you call him

soured

You’d really let your dad swallow his pride to chase after

always been brash, but she came from money, making her Abigail’s favorite daughter–in–law. Even

her.

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