The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 303

"Okay."

Aaron answered, watching Lance’s face for any sign of reaction. When Lance stayed quiet, Aaron added, “Catherine, take care of yourself in Eldervale. Let me know if you need anything.”

“Alright. Bye, Aaron.”

Catherine couldn’t shake the weird feeling she got. Aaron only acted this stiff and formal when Lance was around. Normally, he was easygoing and even a bit goofy in private.

She pressed her lips together, thinking.

Meanwhile, Aaron had barely put his phone down before Lance shot him a look sharp enough to cut glass. Aaron froze up instantly.

“Lance, do you need anything else?”

Lance looked at him. “Do you need something?”

“N-no…” Aaron shook his head, then caught Lance’s icy stare and started to stammer. “Well… maybe? No. Definitely not.”

“Out.”

Lance spat out the word, crushed his cigarette in the ashtray, and stood up. He grabbed his jacket from the chair and walked out, heading straight home.

On the drive, he called Harrell.

“Let’s drink tonight. What do you want to eat? I’ll order.”

“I’m still at the hospital,” Harrell replied.

“You’re still there? Just come by after your shift.”

“No can do. I’ve got a surgery tonight,” Harrell said.

“What time does it finish?”

“Smoking and drinking aren’t good for you. Once in a while is fine, but you really need to slow down.”

Dinner plans were dead, but he still needed a drink. When he got home, he cracked open a bottle of red wine and poured himself a glass.

The villa was so quiet he could hear the clock ticking. He took slow sips, the sound of wine going down his throat the only thing breaking the silence.

Then his phone rang, loud and jarring in the stillness. Lance walked in from the balcony, checked the screen, and saw Adelina’s name.

He waited a few seconds, then answered.

“Lance, do you have time tomorrow? Should we go check out some hotels?” Her voice was soft, almost flirtatious, like she was trying to sound extra sweet at this hour.

Lance’s tone didn’t change. “You can decide.”

“But my mom and Belinda want us to go together,” Adelina said, hesitating a little. “Are you still upset about Catherine? You already promoted her to branch general manager. Isn’t that enough to make up for things? Can’t you just let it go?”

“You’re overthinking,” Lance replied. “I have work to do.”

She paused, then added, “You and Harrell were spotted leaving the bar last night. The media got pictures. Thankfully, my dad handled it before it blew up. Otherwise, you two would be all over the news today.” She waited a beat, then said quietly, “You really should keep your distance from Harrell.”