Never Tired of Mr. Leon's Love novel Chapter 246

With no answer from Matthew, Lucy resorted to leaving a voicemail.

"Hey Matthew, it's Lucy. I'm about to switch my phone number. I'll call you again tomorrow at the same time. Keep an eye out for a new number, okay?" she said.

With the message left, she ended the call. She felt as though a weight had been lifted off her shoulders.

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Meanwhile, a stone's throw from Lucy's guest home, Augustus was practically skipping back to his mansion. He could not wait to show Theodore his latest find. "Guess what I've got," he beamed, holding up his phone.

Theodore, distracted from his reading, eyed the phone with a mix of curiosity and skepticism. "What's that? Not another lady friend of yours, I hope? Just so you know, I'm not interested in your conquests."

Augustus' smile was stuck on his face, awkward and stiff. He had jumped through hoops and even begged to get the contact info Theodore had asked for. This was the thanks he got?

He let the fake grin drop and slowly pocketed his phone, saying flatly to Theodore, "Alright, you're not interested. I get it. I'll just take it back, then."

Theodore's confusion deepened, and a warning bell went off in his head. That was not like Augustus at all. Had he gotten something wrong? "Augustus, whose contact info were you showing me, exactly?"

A sinking feeling took hold of him.

Augustus gave an exasperated eye roll. "You said you weren't interested, remember? If that's the case, I'm not showing you anything. And by the way, how much longer are you going to crash at my place? It's time to head back to your fancy palace."

"Augustus..." Theodore's eyes went wide and glossy, his hands clasped as if in prayer. His voice dripped with sweetness. "I messed up, man. Forgive me, just this once? I got you all wrong.

"Let me have one more peek at that contact. I swear it won't happen again. You're my best bud. You wouldn't turn down a sincere plea, right?"

Augustus felt a shiver of disgust, his skin crawling.

The high society dames would have a field day if they saw their darling Prince Theodore groveling like that, completely without pride. Augustus could not fathom why they were all so smitten. Was it just for those pretty-boy looks?

He was not too shabby in the looks department himself, though!