Rowan froze on the spot, not knowing which leg to move first.

“Mr. Harris, your manager’s waiting for you at the door,” Mr. Smith said with a smile. “There are a few shots to add to Ms. Lulham’s film!”

“Mm, got it.” Neil patted his clothes and put on his sunglasses before walking out. Before he left, he mouthed a “You got this” to Rowan.

Rowan looked at the elevator and then at Mr. Smith with a troubled expression.

Mr. Smith chuckled. “Mr. Irwin, Madam Baker said that you’ve been monkeying here these two days to meet Mrs. Hamerton!”

“Well…” How could Janine describe him to be monkeying around!?

“Don’t worry.” Mr. Smith saw through him. “Madam Baker returned to Chaiseland on an early flight today. She’s not around.”

It was only then Rowan looked better, but he could not let others notice that he was wary of Janine. Hence, he coughed and straightened up his back, huffing audibly. “It doesn’t matter if she’s around or not! I’m not scared!”

Mr. Smith watched Rowan’s back with a shake of his head. He took him to Cordelia’s office shortly.

“Mrs. Hamerton, Mr. Irwin’s here.”

Cordelia’s hands holding a document paused slightly, and she could not help biting her lips.

“Cor—” Rowan stepped forward, but before he could address her, he was worried about upsetting her and changed it to “Madam Cordelia”.

Madam Cordelia? Even Mr. Smith could not help giggling.

Rowan stood rooted. Cordelia did not ask him to sit, so he kept standing.

Mr. Smith said softly, “Mrs. Hamerton, there’s not much to do today. There are two artist schedules. I’ll take them. Have a good talk with Mr. Irwin.”

Cordelia nodded.

Mr. Smith left politely.

filled with silence. Cordelia could hear her anxious heartbeats. Her thoughts were all over the place. She was the one who had asked to meet

The middle-aged man, who was put on the

table full of dishes despite his limited culinary skills after his identity was exposed, and he, too, had stood helplessly in front of her just

chuckled wryly. Was

stand there.” She looked at him. “Have

but he sprang right up once he touched the

He bit his lips and said seriously, “I… I just want to tell you that I’ve mistreated you all. A thought gone

father. I’m not asking for your forgiveness… but please give me a chance to make it up,

her hands, nails digging

“Cordelia—”

“It’s too late!”

with

hoarse as he called her name

how we’ve spent

was deep, like an abyss—it

but he could not get a

been treated as William Jenner’s illegitimate daughter, and Joanne and Yelena

so young. I began doing house chores and taking care of mom and him when I

Zephyr. If that man were

“Sorry, I’m sorry…”

at this moment. No matter how many times he repeated it, it did

tears and sobbed, “I’m sorry.

shaking

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