Massaging his temples, Sterling shoved down the strange uneasiness settling in his chest.
Forget it. As long as she came back without causing any trouble, that was enough.
"Sterling, are you looking for Ms. Larkin?"
Lorelei Lowell, who had returned a while ago, noticed his dark mood. He looked completely out of sorts, like a patient suffering from withdrawals.
It was glaringly obvious that without Elena by his side, the heir was completely off his game.
Who else understood the absolute joy of shipping a couple in real life?
"Don't worry, Sterling, she'll be right back! She's so sweet; she probably went to grab you a sandwich, or maybe even some medicine..."
As Lorelei spoke, Sterling felt his temperature rise, his body aching with fever.
Elena bringing him food and buying him medicine?
The chances of that were incredibly slim.
Elena only loved money. She was just playing a part with him; there was barely a shred of sincerity there.
"You and Ms. Larkin are honestly such a perfect match! Unbeatable! You have great taste. She's so much more genuine, beautiful, and cute than Lydia..."
"Talk less. No one will mistake you for a mute."
Cutting Lorelei off in annoyance, Sterling stood up and headed downstairs, calling the girl's phone as he walked.
It rang endlessly, but no one answered.
Walking under the cherry blossom trees, the young man closed his eyes and was about to put his phone away.
Suddenly, it rang. He pressed his lips together and answered it casually. "Where did you run off to? Why aren't you back..."
"Sterls, what are you talking about?"
Leon's voice came through the speaker.
Sterling frowned, his tone dropping a few degrees. "Nothing. What do you want?"

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