Aveline smiled slightly and said, "I've been good, just busy." Gernard gazed at her and remarked, "You seem to have lost sweight." Aveline touched her face. "Really? Well, in that case, I won't have to go on a diet." Gernard wanted to say more, but he suddenly realized this conversation seemed a bit too intimate. Thinking about what his sister intended to do, he sighed softly in his heart. He glanced at the two lawyers. "You all continue; I won't disturb you." With that, he made a move to leave.
"You aren't disturbing us," Aveline interjected.
For sreason, she suddenly wanted Gernard to stay, to hear what was to be discussed next. It felt as if having him around provided a sense of security. This feeling was strange, catching her off guard, but she had already spoken. Gernard decided not to leave. "Very well, I will be there at court tomorrow too, so don't worry." "Alright." Aveline nodded.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtAs the two lawyers continued speaking, Aveline listened attentively while Gernard occasionally added a word or two.
The meal passed quickly.
When they finally exited the private room, the door to the room next door also opened. A group of men, with fawning smiles on their faces, surrounded a man at the center, saying something.
Their gazes met, and Aveline's expression froze. He was right next door.
Lucas glanced at her briefly, his expression cold, then looked away, continuing downstairs with the other men. Gernard asked, "What's going on between you two now?" Aveline replied, "Just what you saw. Our marriage only exists on paper." Gernard looked at her, a hint of concern in his eyes. He reached out and patted her shoulder. "Don't worry, it will end." Aveline gave him a faint smile.
At that moment, the sound of footsteps echoed on the stairs. Aveline instinctively turned her head and met a pair of cold, dark eyes.
Lucas walked up slowly, his tall and upright figure radiating an intense coldness. His gaze landed directly on Gernard's hand, which rested on Aveline's shoulder, making the two of them appear rather intimate.
BUMS He raised his eyebrows slightly, his eyes shifting to Gernard's face. "So, this is why you missed today's meeting- because you had a date. But does your father know about this?" Gernard's brows furrowed, instinctively wanting to avoid any misunderstanding about his relationship with Aveline. "It was just a routine meeting. My absence won't affect the project's progress Mr. Tudor, you're overreacting
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmHe released his hand and looked at Lucas with indifference. Though they were business partners, Gernard had always had little regard for Lucas-a O man who couldn't take responsibility. Now, Lucas had even bewitched his sister, making her obsessed with the idea of pursuing him once he was divorced. She wouldn't listen to reason, as if she were under a spell. Lucas stepped closer, his eyes cold and sharp as he looked at Gernard.
"A word of advice, Mr. Skyler: if you're here for business, focus on business.
Otherwise, you might end up you empty-handed and make a fool of yourself when you have to return to Larbor City."
With that, he brushed past Gernard, heading back to the private room he had just left. He emerged shortlyn after, having retrieved his phone. This time, he did not pause, leaving immediately. Aveline's brows knitted together. Was Lucas targeting Gernard with a warning, or had she misunderstood his intentions?