"Good job, Primo!" Ashley cupped her cheeks, smiling at the boy seated beside her in the dining room.
[I’ll wash up first.]
She nodded. "Mhm. Come back down once you’re done, okay?"
Her smile lingered as her eyes followed him to the stairs. Once Primo had taken the first few steps, she turned to Lucian.
"By the way, Betty’s already here," she said, watching him wipe his mouth with a cloth. "She’s going to be staying in that house."
Lucian nodded. "Will she be handling the office?"
"Yep!" she beamed. "Thanks to you, Betty learned so much from those classes."
He didn’t dwell on the praise, knowing he had only suggested the classes because they would be useful for Ashley. Even now, Lucian had never quite understood why she had chosen Betty as her assistant.
He could have found her someone more qualified.
"How was the plantation?" he asked, changing the subject.
"Good," she nodded. "Castor is doing a great job."
Not that she needed to be told. Every day, Ashley spent hours in meetings with Castor and Betty, and that was before the calls she had to take with Shyaan, Mr. Ramirez, and Liza. Tommy would call sometimes too, though mostly just to check in on her.
"But since I’m setting up an office here, I’ll need to start inviting people — my business partners especially," she murmured with a quiet breath. "That’s a lot of work. Having Betty around means she can handle most of it, though."
"If you need anything, let me know," he said.
Ashley tried to hold back her smile. She couldn’t. "Of course I know that."
Unlike her, Lucian was far more used to that world.
She rested her arms on the table, studying him. "Lucian."
"Mhm?"
"Are you sure everything is alright?" she asked again. She had been asking him this ever since the night he had that nightmare.
It hadn’t happened again, but there were nights she would catch Lucian still awake in the dead of night. It was starting to worry her. She wondered if his insomnia was coming back.
Lucian raised his brows, studying the concern in her eyes. His lips parted, then closed again.
"What?" she blinked. "Don’t open your mouth like you’re about to say something and then change your mind."
A quiet chuckle escaped him. "I’m thinking of going on a business trip."
"Huh?"
"There are some matters I need to attend to," he said.
Silence settled between them as Ashley furrowed her brows. Out of habit, she sifted through her memories from her first life. Even accounting for all the things they had avoided by living in this neighborhood, and all the unexpected turns along the way, she was fairly certain nothing bad should be happening to him around this time.

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