Lucas' brows scrunched up. “Come in.”
After hearing his response, a tall figure pushed the door open and came in.
It was Ryan. The diamond stud on his ear sparkled under the light, and the streak of dyed hair on his head was especially eye-catching.
Caleb was rather annoyed with the Yates family by now.
“Mr. Yates, why are you here? If you're here for a free meal, I'm afraid you'll be disappointed. There are no more seats left,” he scoffed.
Ryan did not grow impatient or furious despite Caleb's mocking words.
His lips curled. “Mr. Powell, I'm here to talk to Ms. Berry.”
He then strode toward Ashlyn's seat.
Lucas' frown deepened at that. Another man who's here for her! D*mn it! His chest felt tight.
He watched as the flirty Ryan went over to Ashlyn and gave her a polite bow. Being the gentleman he was, he said politely, “I'm sorry. I really am. I'm offering an apology on behalf of Mary. Her actions must've caused you harm. It was the Yates family—”
Before he could finish, Ashlyn interjected, “Mr. Yates, it was Mary and Penelope who did something wrong, so they should be the ones to apologize to me. You shouldn't apologize on behalf of them. If they kill you one day, are you going to serve sentence on behalf of them?”
She arched a brow, and her voice was charmingly seductive.
Obviously, she was not about to accept Ryan's apology.
Ryan was stunned. “If that's what you want, I shall ask someone to give them a ride here.”
“No need for that.” Ashlyn did not want to see them at all, for they would only irritate her. “I accept your apology, so you can leave now.”
Pursing his lips, Ryan left the private room.
Caleb glanced at his retreating figure and blurted out, “Why do I think Mr. Yates resembles Lynnie?”
At the door, Ryan froze in his tracks and whipped his head around to stare at Ashlyn.
At the same time, Ashlyn lifted her head and met his gaze.
Almost everyone in the private room started observing them.
They had the same straight nose, pencil-thin eyebrows, and the same lip shapes.
Fae gaped in disbelief. “I think the same, too! Lottie resembles them as well. Look, their lips look exactly the same!”
Charlotte responded shyly, “I look nothing like Ashlyn. She's so pretty!”
However, that was not how Ryan perceived the message as his gaze dimmed.
Without a word, he walked out and shut the door behind him.
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