Staring at the ruffian hanging around Cecilia and that woman with the surname West-oh, it was certainly a pseudonym-they were just petty crooks on Kris's payroll, clueless about who Kris's actual contact was.

Cecilia's expression shifted, her grip on Lucinda's hand suddenly firm.

"Lucy, you don't think Mr. Malicious is in trouble, do you?"

Lucinda quickly reassured her, "No way, Mr. Malicious loves to showboat. The only time he doesn't want a crowd is when he's with you, to avoid a third wheel. Otherwise, he's always surrounded by a squad of bodyguards."

"His status and his clout mean the Porter family wouldn't dare hurt him directly. If Madeleine's peeved with him, she'd go after you to make him regret it, rather than confront him head-on."

"But why hasn't he come around in days? He's usually like clingfilm, practically stuck to me 24/7. If he's not here, he's definitely up to something risky behind my back."

Lucinda was at a loss for words.

She truly had no idea what Owen had been up to these past few days.

"If you're that worried, why not call him now and see what he's doing?"

Cecilia immediately dialed Owen's number.

It took him a while to pick up.

"Mr. Malicious, what are you busy with?"

Owen chuckled, "Cecilia, when did I become Mr. Malicious again? I was just getting some shut-eye when your call woke me. It's been days since I've had a good night's sleep, I'm beat." "What's been keeping you so busy that you can't even sleep right?"

Cecilia's voice softened unconsciously.

Lucinda stood up and walked away.

She took a seat across from Darlene.

Upon seeing her approach, Darlene set down the coffee she'd been nursing and gazed at Lucinda with tender eyes.

"Darlene."

"Mhm."

voice was soft, like a gentle spring

loved hearing Darlene talk; it was

never knew a woman could be this tender, even more

"You're truly beautiful!"

was as warm as the first days of spring. She was naturally stunning, but in Lucinda's eyes, she was breathtakingly beautiful. Watching her smile, Lucinda was mesmerized, her hands reaching out to gently cup Darlene's face, "Darlene,

on playing matchmaker for Darlene and her brother, even if it meant competing for Darlene's affections.

gently removed

hold of her hand again, caressing it with gentle,

and soft hands didn't seem like

strong grips and rough, calloused hands, but Darlene's

I'd be afraid Mr. Coleman might

worry, if he did, I'd keep your hands safe for you,

Darlene was speechless.

I wouldn't let Stefan lay

sheepishly, realizing she'd been a

you seem preoccupied. You were staring out

quietly watching people. Sometimes, I like to paint what I see when I get

from my

quite the artist too. He once painted a girl who helped him out a lot, even though he didn't know what she' looked like. Based on a brief encounter, he managed to capture her likeness as if it were

Darlene, Lucinda praised her brother without embellishing

outstanding in many ways,

no interest

just hadn't met the right person

your brother

course, you can ask Keith about anything. I'll make the

is extremely busy, and with him in Skywatch, it's better not to bother him. I paint to pass the

brother painted that girl, did he try to find her? I'm just being nosy. A girl who could get such a cold man to paint her must be

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