Ultimately, the decision lay in the hands of the Mercers. Lillian knew that even if Martin dragged his feet, his two sons would eagerly push him into agreeing.
Seeing Martin still holding his tongue, Lillian didn't bother pressing the issue.
What did it matter to her anyway?
Since they had so conveniently bumped into her, and Beatrice Winthrop was so eager to play mediator, Lillian had nothing left to say. Her terms were on the table. The rest was up to them.
"I've been out for a while. Beatrice, I'll be heading home," Lillian announced.
Without another word, she turned on her heel and walked away, refusing to linger for even a second longer.
As soon as she moved, Brandon hurried after her.
"Lillian, don't worry. I'll make sure Dad follows through with your conditions. He really wronged Mom, and he absolutely owes her an apology. Rest assured, I won't cover for him."
"I'm actually quite tired today," Lillian replied coolly.
She had no desire to say more, her gaze steady on Brandon.
Taking the hint, Brandon stopped in his tracks and nodded. "Get some rest, then. Your health is what matters most. Take good care of yourself, Lillian. If you need anything, just tell me. I'll always be here to take care of you."
Listening to his promises, Lillian wondered if Brandon actually meant them this time. But what did it matter?
Where was her older brother when she needed him to stand by her side? Not even to protect her, but just to give her a shred of trust? What did he do back then?
Now, the concept of an older brother was dead to her.
She didn't need any of it anymore.
Lillian didn't offer a reply, simply walking away.
The moment they stepped out of the restaurant, Ethan Hayes couldn't hold back anymore.
"Are you kidding me? What was that all about?

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