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.

 

mom is still unwell?” he

difficulty breathing,

walk, leaving 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

 

her finger. “Where’s your

mad? Why would I wear that kind of ring in the house?

sentiment. “Is it? I think it’s fine. I actually wanted it

Sophia rolled her eyes.

going to

to.” They

you when the time comes. Under the

nodded. Indeed, it was dangerous for her to go out alone with the current state of things. Halfway through their stroll, John’s phone rang. His

a convict, 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 clients up with the service providers and earn the commission from

 

 

and try to capture him.” The subordinate obliged, and John hung up. Then, he held

lips. She wanted to ask if there was any progress, but then she thought it’d be useless, for the details she found out would be

 

the house. William asked if she was feeling better, and it took her a few moments to reply that she was fine. Matilda was a bad liar,

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