The next day, Charlotte and Vera headed out together, only to bump into Judd as they stepped into the lobby.

“Good morning, Dr. Carstairs,” Vera greeted him politely.

Judd nodded in return.

Just then, his gaze slid past them and landed on Evander, who was leaning against the doorway, arms crossed. “Morning, Mr. Carstairs,” Evander said with a hint of a smile.

Judd’s expression cooled instantly; the tension was obvious.

Charlotte walked toward the elevator, oblivious to the silent standoff unfolding behind her. Only Vera glanced back, unable to resist a peek at

the drama.

What was the term for a scene like this? A showdown?

Once the elevator doors slid shut, Judd finally broke the silence. “No need to be so provocative every time we run into each other, Mr. Howard.”

Evander smoothed his jacket in a show of carelessness. “Was I? I hadn’t

noticed.”

Judd chuckled, a note of sarcasm in his voice. “Isn’t it obvious? You bought Gardenia Apartments, then moved in next door. What’s next, cameras in the hallway?”

Evander’s eyes narrowed slightly as he toyed with the ring on his finger. “You do realize Charlotte and I aren’t divorced yet, right? You seem awfully eager for someone who claims to be above it all.”

Judd shot back, voice cool. “And you’re an expert on scheming, are you? Tell me, when Charlotte was so wary of Tricia back then, did you ever

her feel

fleeting moment, Evander’s

on, “The difference is, I still have some boundaries. At

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won’t cross a line before she’s actually divorced.

strode toward the elevator and disappeared inside, leaving Evander

Evander’s face, sharpening the chill in his expression

corridor feel even colder.

Loretta was at a downtown

coin from her bracelet.

fetched a magnifying glass and spent several minutes inspecting it, growing more and more

it once belonged

told his assistant to contact the

shop attendants brought Loretta a glass

owner emerged, grinning. “Young lady, is this coin really

unfazed, “Of course it

shop owner looked her up and down, a mixture of pity and exasperation on his face. “Honestly, I can’t put a price on this coin. But if you leave your name and number, someone from the auction

frowned. “It’s just an old coin. Isn’t this

his eyes. Just an old coin?

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is too small for something like this. But

better offer.”

worn little coin

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