Ethan tuned into Alaric's frustration with the keenness of someone who's been there. Standing up, he adjusted his collar and crafted a smooth exit for Alaric, "Looks like it's all yours, Mr. Sinclair. Alaric, let's hit the road."

"Ah, right, Lysander, make sure you and Thalassa have a good chat. Nothing to be shy about, we'll head out first." Alaric shot Lysander a teasing look, hinting that it was a perfect moment for some personal talk.

After receiving a glare from Lysander that could freeze hell over, Alaric couldn't help but chuckle, grabbing his documents and making a quick escape.

Outside, Hertha was on the curb, hailing a cab. Alaric approached, offering a ride, "Let me give you a lift."

Without a second thought, Hertha declined, "I wouldn't want to trouble a busy man like Mr. Falconer."

Just then, a taxi pulled up. Hertha swung open the door, jumped in, and urged the driver to go before she even gave an address.

place and their accidental touch in the kitchen made Spencer jealous? Spencer might

thought soured Alaric's

missing his

married woman. He had to keep

out! The taxi's long gone," Ethan called from the driver's seat, never having seen Alaric this downcast before. Alaric was known for his carefree spirit, always breezy around women.

was not all roses, turning

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Ethan to doubt love's worth.

to reality, Alaric climbed into the car, and Ethan

Back at the restaurant.

now just the

"Mr. Sinclair, about the design process..." "Have you had breakfast?" Lysander suddenly lifted his gaze, his deep, dark

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