Aware of what was on his mother's mind, Lawrence remained silent.
While Jackson was still puzzled by the what was going on, Cherry pulled him by the arm and led him to the dining room.
The sleek sports car roared on the road as Violet in driver's seat stepped on the gas. The impeccable mechanics of her brother's latest car was a sheer thrill maneuvering. Now she was curious to catch Greg off guard in a compromising situation with another woman. If she found that he was serious with his new relationship, she might consider calling it quits on their marriage.
Alice's car followed behind Violet's. Even though she had driven at the full speed, she couldn't catch up with Violet. 'What a fantastic car Lawrence has. It makes mine feel so unbelievably slow even with the gas floored, ' she admitted to herself.
Abruptly, Violet stepped the brake and stopped the car in front of New Era Hotel.
A parking attendant recognized Lawrence's car immediately. After all, whoelse in the city would own such a fancy sports car, apart from Lawrence. Quickly, he jogged to the car but saw a pretty girl getting out instead of Lawrence. "Hello, Miss," he greeted politely, standing beside the car door.
With a sullen face, Violet answered back and thrust the car key into his palm so that he could help park. She then went directly into the hotel lobby.
Soon after, Alice arrived at the hotel and parked with the help of another parking assistant. Gratefully, she handed over her car key and thanked him before rushing into the hotel.
The moment Violet went inside, she headed straight to a waitress. She said, "Kindly, take me to room number 6 on the third floor."
"Okay, please follow me," the waitress responded courteously.
In the corner of the third floor, Greg sat next to Melisa, with Tim on their opposite side. The seat near to Tim was reserved for Alice.
"Will Alice join us? How about you give her a call?" Melisa asked sweetly, transfixing her eyes on Tim.
"There is no need. I don't think she will come here. When I called her, she seemed very busy. And she didn't indicate whether she would join us," Tim relied casually, leaning against the back of the chair.
"Is she going busy with preps for one of her fashion shows? How is she doing?" Greg asked.
"I don't know, because she didn't sleep at home last night. Although, her mother called to inform me that she stayed with them," Tim replied. "She is my wife, but she even doesn't tell me her schedules. I don't know if she still considers me as her husband," he sighed, a forlorn expression showing on his face.
"Why don't you air your complaints to her?" Greg joked, raising the corner of his lips into a soft smile. He was sure that Tim didn't dare raise a complaint about Alice to her face.
"I don't think it's a good idea. I better hold my tongue," Tim replied.
"I think Alice is an approachable and reasonable girl. Why are you so afraid of her?" Softly, Melisa chimed in, with a polite smile on her face.
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