The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 655

"What is this..."

Catherine's gaze was suspicious. It looked exactly like a solid gold locket meant for a baby.

It was brand new, the small price tag still dangling from the string.

"What's what?"

Lance plucked the gold locket from her hand and gave it a cursory glance.

"I bought it," he lied without a shred of hesitation.

"You bought it?" Catherine asked. "Why was it shoved down into the sofa cushions?"

Lance casually looped the jewelry around the handle of Lanny's stroller. "I took it out a few days ago to put on Lanny, dropped it, and couldn't find it until now."

So he was implying he bought it for Lanny?

"This is way too expensive." Catherine unhooked the locket and held it out to him. "Lanny can't accept this."

Lance leaned back against the sofa, giving her a pointed look. "I'm giving it to Lanny."

"I'm his mother," Catherine retorted. "I make decisions for him."

"By that logic, I'm legally his father. I can make decisions for him, too."

Lance reached out, hooked a finger around the locket, snatched it from her palm, pulled the stroller closer, and fastened it straight onto Lanny.

Catherine watched him put it on, wanting to stop him but terrified they might accidentally hurt the baby if they fought over it.

Forget it. She would just take it off later and hand it back to Lance.

Seeing that she had stopped fighting him, a satisfied glint flickered in Lance's eyes. "He needs a diaper change. Go upstairs and grab some."

Caught off guard by his sudden command, Catherine froze for a few seconds before registering his words.

She stood up, headed upstairs, grabbed two diapers, and came back down to change Lanny.

While changing him, she slipped the gold locket off and placed it quietly on the coffee table.

Over by the kitchen island, Lance was grinding coffee beans. He caught her little maneuver, his gaze darkening, but he didn't say a word.

As evening approached, Catherine received a video call from Lorinda.

"Got it."

Catherine hung up the phone. She set it down and looked at Lance. "If I moved out, I wouldn't be causing you all this trouble."

Lance rolled up his sleeves and walked toward her. "Is your focus on moving out, or on feeling like you're bothering me?"

"Both." Catherine watched him take hold of Lanny's stroller. "What are you doing?"

Lance replied, "Give Susan and Alexa the night off. You go prep some fruit. I'll watch Lanny."

"Alright," Catherine replied.

Alexa and Susan still insisted on preparing a fruit platter and setting out some snacks before finally clocking out.

Almost the second they left, Lorinda and Harrell arrived.

Jasper wasn't shy at all. Even though it was his first time there, he immediately started running laps around the yard.

Harrell chased after Jasper while Lance sat comfortably in a rattan chair, holding Lanny, thoroughly amused as he watched Harrell get run ragged like a tired puppy.