Revenge is My Love Language novel Chapter 997

At the Lawson estate.

In a third-floor lounge.

Morgan had personally invited Harrison up to talk as soon as he arrived, along with a few other old family friends.

Morgan claimed that their families had grown distant lately and that he had gathered their mutual acquaintances to smooth things over. He hoped Harrison wouldn't dwell on recent unpleasantness and that their families could restore their former bond.

As an elder, Morgan deserved a small measure of respect, which Harrison reluctantly gave.

After a few drinks, Harrison felt a bit tipsy. Just then, Morgan and the others got up to leave. Someone asked Harrison if he wanted to join them.

Morgan said, "Harrison looks like he could use a rest."

Harrison didn't object, simply nodding as he rested his head on his hand. "I'll rest for a bit before I go home."

"Leaving so soon?"

A faint curve appeared on Harrison's lips. "Someone's waiting for me at home."

One of the men laughed. "I never thought I'd see the day, Harrison!"

After everyone else had left, the lounge fell silent.

Harrison leaned back on the sofa and closed his eyes.

Suddenly, the door to the lounge creaked open.

A figure tiptoed inside.

It was Naomi.

...

Anastasia was reading in the study, and over an hour passed without her noticing.

She went downstairs and asked if Harrison was back yet. When she learned he wasn't, she pouted, annoyed.

She pulled out her phone to call him, but there was no answer.

Anastasia scoffed. "Don't talk nonsense, Mr. Lawson. We're not that familiar with each other. I'm here for my husband. Where is he?"

Timothy looked disappointed. "Harrison? I did see him a little while ago, but it's a big party. I'm not sure where he is now."

"Then I'll find him myself," Anastasia said, moving to walk past him.

Timothy followed at a leisurely pace.

He had been undergoing intensive therapy, and his limp was less pronounced than before.

Just as Anastasia was about to enter the main hall, he blocked her path.

"Anastasia, it's been so long. I've missed you. Please, just give me a chance to talk to you properly."

His words were polite, but several burly men in black suits suddenly appeared, surrounding Anastasia and her bodyguards.

Anastasia's eyes narrowed, her gaze turning sharp as ice.