Sophia looked up at him. “How do you know about that?”

 

John froze. “Um, I asked Lorraine.”

Sophia glanced at him from the corner of her eye, meaningfully. “Is that so?”

John nodded earnestly. “Yeah. How else should I know about it?”

William looked at him. “Our company just—”

“Dig in, Dad. You don’t want to have the food cold,” John quickly said.

William then realized what John was getting at, so he said nothing else and dug in.

Matilda put her knife and fork down. “You guys carry on. I’m done.” Then she left the dining room.

 

looked up at Matilda. “Your mom is still unwell?”

“Yeah. She said she has difficulty breathing, and her chest feels

Matilda and William in the house. Before they left, she looked back and thought, Hey, this is my house. Why do I get the feeling someone else is going to stay

 

finger.

would I wear that kind of ring in

sentiment. “Is it? I think it’s fine. I actually wanted it bigger, but the designer said it’d

Sophia rolled her eyes.

then talked about Ian. “You’re going to see Ian

and sighed. “Yeah. I have to.” They had

you when the time comes. Under the current circumstances,

for her to go out alone with the current state of things. Halfway through their stroll, John’s phone rang. His subordinate told him

but then he ditched that business and chose to be a middleman in case he got caught. If someone wanted some beaters or killers, he’d hook the

 

 

hearing the report, John smiled. “Isn’t he the smart one? Do whatever you can and try to capture him.” The subordinate obliged, and John hung up. Then, he held Sophia’s

be useless, for the details she found out

 

for a walk, only Matilda and William were left in the house. William asked if she was feeling better, and it took her a few moments to reply

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