"Ms. Lane is an honored guest of Mr. Hodds. She isn't someone you can meet as you like." The man at the door looked difficult to deal with.
"Unless Mrs. Grant comes out and tells us that herself, how are we supposed to know if you're stopping her from coming out?"
Looking at Keith's righteous appearance at this moment, I simply thought he was ridiculous.
I knew he had been working with Theo and was his confidant, so he was surely involved in helping Theo to contact Alex. Perhaps he even knew all the details.
What I found ridiculous was that he even helped Theo by coming over and demanding to see me, looking not even remotely guilty about it. I was truly impressed.
"Mrs. Grant is resting upstairs. It's inconvenient for me to interrupt her. If you want to seek her opinion, then please contact her yourself."
The man standing at the door had his hands behind his back, his expression blank.
I stood in the distance watching everything unfold with a heart as dead as a pool of stagnant water.
I saw Theo's figure from afar yet did not feel a stir in my heart.
Back then, I hoped he would have eyes for me alone. Right now, I hoped he would never see me.
A split second later, the phone in my pocket started vibrating. I knew it was
Keith’s call without taking a look.
I held my phone, not even wanting to spare a glance at it.
When I saw Keith lowering his head in disappointment and turning to look at Theo, I felt a little nervous.
I was afraid of receiving Theo’s calls and worried that he would notice me hiding in the small garden.
Fortunately, Theo's gaze did not sweep across the corner where I was. He merely turned around to grab his phone from the car.
Almost the same moment he straightened his back, my phone started vibrating once more.
I glanced at the name on the screen. There was still not a stir in my heart.
'Ms. Lane."
Ronny’s voice suddenly rang out behind me.
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