She bit her lip lightly, closed the cabinet, and turned back to the living room.

"Sorry, I couldn't find your clothes. How about we just wash them?" Sylvia suggested.

Eugene smiled. “No need. I already tossed them out. I'll just call my assistant to bring me something new.'

"That works," Sylvia nodded.

They ate breakfast together, and by the time they finished, Eugene's clothes had arrived.

His assistant followed him into the guest room, pulling fresh clothes from a shopping bag as he spoke. “Mr. Winters, your mother called me last night. She wanted to know if you really went on a business trip."

Eugene rubbed his temples. Last night, there was no way he could have gone home, so he'd called his mother and told her he was away for a few days on business. He hadn't expected her not to believe him— she'd called his assistant to double-check.

"What did you tell her?" Eugene asked.

"I told her you were definitely out of town. Then she wanted to know why I didn't go with you, so I said I had some family issues to handle."

and discreet. Pleased, he nodded. “Good. In the future, if my mother calls again, just make up a story. There's no

assistant grinned sheepishly. "She's just worried about you,

she spent half as much effort

age to be a bit wild. He'll settle

assistant, “Don't tell anyone about my injury-not even my father. I'm not going to the office today. If my dad asks, just say I'm out of town


"Understood," the assistant nodded.

The assistant offered a polite goodbye to Sylvia in the living room

from the bandage on his forehead, he looked every

glanced at the

Eugene

“You're sure

touching his forehead instinctively. "Well, maybe just a

you'll need

"Whatever

the elevator arrived. She stepped in,

have been impatient, but today he

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