“Well…” Aaron hesitated, clearly uncomfortable. “This is your family’s business. Would it really be okay for me to get involved?”
Lance’s message could easily be passed along by the James family. For a subordinate like him to speak up in front of them felt wrong.
“Just do it,” Lance said, his voice cool and decisive. “He won’t give you any trouble.”
Aaron could only agree. He ended the call.
Lance slid his phone back into his pocket, then paused and glanced over his shoulder at Harrell, as if something had just occurred to him.
Harrell was following a few paces behind, dragging two suitcases.
“Give me your phone.”
Harrell set the bags down without a word, fished his phone from his pocket, and handed it over.
Lance took the phone, popped out the SIM card, tossed it aside, and slid in a new one.
“My number’s on this now. If you need anything, call me. Otherwise, leave. I don’t want to see you again.”
He handed the phone back, grabbed his own suitcase, and walked away with long, steady strides.
Neon lights glowed across the city, spilling onto the empty street.
Streetlights cast pools of brightness, stretching his shadow far behind him.
Harrell watched Lance’s silhouette disappear, standing still for a while before turning and heading off in the other direction.
…
“When they first got together, didn’t Lance dote on her? Every little argument turned into a city-wide drama. Adelina never appreciated what she had, and then she went after Catherine. That’s what pushed Lance too far. He values talent, and even if Catherine’s background isn’t great, she’s better at her job than most men. Honestly, if I were him, I’d want to keep her around too. What’s so wrong with that?”
Sarah was at a loss for words.
Belinda’s anger and frustration made Adelina’s cheeks burn with shame.
“Belinda, I know I messed up,” Adelina said softly, her voice trembling. “But what woman could just stand by and watch her fiancé be seen everywhere with his ex-wife? I know I did things that made Lance lose patience with me, but if he had just kept his distance from Catherine, none of this would have happened, right?”
Tears streamed down Adelina’s face. She looked absolutely heartbroken. Sarah hugged her tighter.
“Belinda, you watched her grow up. But in the end, you still protect your own family. If that’s the way it is, maybe this wedding shouldn’t happen at all.”
As soon as Sarah finished speaking, Adelina shook her head desperately, not wanting that at all.

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