The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 630

Lorinda emphasized her demand once more before letting the subject drop.

"I will," Catherine promised.

Lorinda hung up the phone, her heart breaking for her friend.

Unable to shake her worry, she quickly pulled up a contact and dialed Lance's number.

He answered almost immediately, the faint, babbling sounds of Lanny echoing in the background.

"Lance, Catherine is going to work at Golden Horizon Enterprises. Did you know?"

"I'm aware," Lance replied, his tone devoid of emotion.

"And you aren't going to stop her? Or did you pull some stunt to drive her to this?"

Lance's eyes drifted lazily toward the upper floor of the house.

"She can't be stopped. And I didn't do anything to her. She's the one doing things to me."

"I don't care about your drama! If she's working, you'd better make sure Lanny is taken care of, and you need to look out for her, too!"

Lorinda's bravado wavered slightly, intimidated despite herself.

"I don't need you to tell me how to look after them," Lance said coolly.

"Wait—" Lorinda lost her cool entirely. "What exactly is your game plan here? You—you aren't just after custody of Lanny, are you?"

"I want both of them."

A lump instantly formed in Lorinda's throat.

Before she could form a response, Lance let the silence stretch for a few seconds and then abruptly ended the call.

Lorinda sniffled hard, staring at the disconnected screen in shock before immediately dialing Harrell.

"Harrell, you need to analyze this for me. What the hell did Lance just mean?"

She quickly recited the entire conversation word-for-word.

"We'll discuss it once the Lee family drama blows over," Harrell replied, his voice maddeningly even.

"Alright, alright. But I'm laying the ground rules right now—I'm not doing anything illegal, and I have strict moral boundaries."

Lorinda made sure to set her hard limits upfront.

The moment the call ended, a sharp gleam flashed in Harrell's eyes. He immediately fired off a text to Lance, inviting him out for drinks.

Coincidentally, tomorrow was Catherine's first official day back in the corporate world.

She had spent the last few days prepping, knowing that from tomorrow onward, Susan and Alexa would be handling the brunt of the childcare.

Taking advantage of the quiet afternoon, she had gone out to buy two new professional outfits and a bag full of fresh ingredients, fully intending to cook a proper dinner herself tonight.

While she was bustling around the kitchen, Lance came downstairs, snatched his keys off the entryway table, and strode out the door.

By the time she brought out her perfectly cooked dinner to the dining room, Susan stepped in with an apologetic look. "Ma'am, he had to step out for some business and said he wouldn't be eating at home. Didn't you tell him you were the one cooking tonight?"