Three months earlier, his parents had decided he was old enough to get married, so they casually brought up introducing Maya as his future fiancee.
He had not refused. He had just let them do whatever they wanted.
It was not the first time.
They were always like that, doing whatever that came to mind. One day, they thought one woman was suitable. The next, they thought someone else was.
"Solomon?" Maya called out from the other side of the line carefully.
"Give yourself a couple of days to get over the jet lag," Solomon said, casually finding an excuse. "Get some rest."
Maya agreed right away. "Sure!"
When Tammy saw Solomon leave the room with his phone, she let out a quiet sigh of relief.
However, her mind was still stuck on their relationship. If she wanted to leave him, the first thing she had to do was get her younger sister out from under his underlings' monitoring.
Even so, her sister had only just started college. College wasn't like high school, where you could transfer whenever you wanted. She had to stay there and finish all four years.
That meant Tammy would have to stay tied to him for at least four more years.
While she was thinking about that, Sierra sent her a message. [Are you alright?]
Sierra had timed it on purpose. At this hour, anything that needed to be discussed should already be over. If Tammy needed help, Sierra wanted to be ready.
A second later, Tammy replied as her phone chimed. [I'm fine. Don't worry.]
Sierra wanted to say more, but after typing out a message, she hesitated.
In the end, she and Tammy were not close the way she and Holly were. If Tammy had already replied that way and Sierra kept pressing, it felt rude. After thinking it over, she only sent one line back.
[That's good.]
After that day, Sierra never saw Tammy again, and Tammy never messaged her either. It was as if that late-night conversation had only been a dream.
Another half-a-month went by.
After several trips, Sierra finally secured the project in the neighboring city.
Marcus knew his limits. "What are the chances of me, your bodyguard-assistant-driver, could get the project when John's ex-wife can't?"
Sierra looked at him, questions in her mind.
What kind of logic was that?
"The tickets are already booked." Marcus was as efficient as ever. "If we leave now, we can still make it back in time for dinner."
The moment Sierra and Marcus left, Lance drove John out right behind them. On the way to the airport, Robin reported the situation.
"Those people at the hospital gave you vague answers and acted like they agreed, but they're still following Solomon's instructions behind your back. Do you want me to bring them in for a talk?"
"No." John saw the situation clearly and knew exactly where the problem was.
Those people who were caught in the middle could not decide anything. Solomon was the one who mattered.
Solomon had promised earlier that he would not interfere in Sierra's affairs, yet now he was openly going back on his word.
Apparently, he had forgotten the warning John gave him back then.

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