Chapter 128

Lucian was feeling like he was about to lose his marbles chatting away. Any more of this yammering and he was worried he’d kick the bucket right there.

Shifting gears, he said, “He’s been having a rough couple of days. I made sure he got some decent grub, though he’s about half dead from all the fuss. Let’s just drop it, okay? Litchi didn’t want you in the loop, so Remi, play dumb.”

He didn’t get to finish his sentence. Remington was already on his way out, leaving behind a frosty one–liner, “Keep your nose out of my marriage!”

The next day.

When Cedric swung by bright and early to pick up Remington, he was surprised to find Remington hadn’t come down from upstairs yet.

Edith said, “Mr. Dashiell had breakfast and then went back up. You might as well wait for him there, Cedric.”

Cedric felt it a bit weird. Workaholic Mr. Dashiell seemed off his game today. It got even weirder when Cedric realized Remington wasn’t holed up in his study but was still in the dressing room picking out a tie.

Oblivious to his own strangeness, Mr. Dashiell even turned around with two ties in hand and asked,

“Which one’s better?”

Cedric’s eyes nearly popped out of his head. He couldn’t spot a difference between the two ties – both had blue subtle patterns. On closer inspection, was the left one with slightly larger checks?

hurriedly suggested, catching Remington’s impatient

right one and

wasn’t until after an early morning

at the café downstairs. If she’s realized her mistake, bring her

but chuckle,

intently glued to the data charts on his

over a tie – he had a date with

and there was Lizetta already waiting. But she

quite figure out what was

who

expression hardly changing as she pointed to the man next to her

he was back in

walked in, Remington’s eyes were still on his computer, he

mistake?”

person’s footsteps but figured Lizetta was lagging behind. He was peeved enough

Chapter 128

her by the roadside last night; the woman ought to

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