The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 618

Lorinda was hiding in her bathroom, having finally found a chance to sneak a video call.

Catherine angled the camera toward Lanny. "He's doing great. No need to worry."

"Oh my God, he's gotten so chunky! Is he cuter than Jasper? With gorgeous parents, he's basically guaranteed to be a heartthrob. Ugh, I almost regret doing IVF. I don't even know what Jasper's donor looks like. What if he ends up ugly?"

The more Lorinda stared at Lanny's chubby, radiant little face, the more she wanted to reach through the screen and pinch those chubby cheeks.

"Don't say that. Jasper is going to be incredibly handsome," Catherine scolded gently.

She couldn't stand it when her friend spouted nonsense like that.

Lorinda stuck her tongue out and quickly pivoted. "Let's meet up tomorrow! I'm supposed to see Harrell at the Westridge Equestrian Center. My parents are busy, so they're just dropping me and Jasper off and leaving right after. You have to come!"

Ever since Lorinda returned to the Lee family, the Lees hovered over her twenty-four-seven.

Luckily, Harrell had finally proven useful, giving her the perfect excuse to get some time away from them!

"Alright," Catherine agreed. "I'll head over early and wait for you inside the club."

"Tell Lance to come too. Otherwise, it's going to be super awkward for Harrell being the only guy," Lorinda suggested.

"Why would that be awkward?"

It wasn't like it was a romantic rendezvous. Harrell wouldn't exactly be a third wheel.

"He'll be bored out of his mind." Lorinda recalled the last time she and Catherine had sobbed in each other's arms in the car. Harrell had just sat there, undoubtedly feeling awkward and out of place.

"Lance has been buried in work lately. I don't know if he can make it."

Catherine did the mental math. It had been four or five days since she last saw him.

"Buried in what? He's been dragging Harrell out for drinks every single night. Harrell got so wasted he almost spilled the beans on the phone to me."

"Drinks?" Catherine's heart took a sudden, inexplicable dip. Wasn't Lance supposed to be swamped with work?

"I have to run! My mom is coming upstairs with Jasper. Tomorrow at 10 AM!"

The moment they saw Lance step into his office to take the call, they scrambled for the elevators, terrified he might pull them back in for another dressing-down.

Inside his office, Lance kicked the door shut and shucked off his jacket. "What is it?" he demanded, his voice icy.

"I have to meet Lorinda tomorrow morning, so our lunch drinks are off."

Harrell had just remembered their plans.

"Ever heard of first come, first served?" Lance retorted.

"Not in this case. Why don't you just tag along? We can grab a drink at the equestrian center. Lorinda is only going so she can see Catherine anyway. We'll be killing time while they catch up."

Harrell paused before adding with emphasis, "Catherine is probably bringing Lanny, too."

Lance's tone remained frigid. "What does that have to do with me?"

"Legally, she's your wife and that's your kid. Are you telling me that has nothing to do with you?" Harrell teased.