The Best Revenge It Wasn't Even Your Child novel Chapter 194

Lance walked them downstairs, Adelina lagging a couple of steps behind, close by his side.

“Lance, you need to take care of yourself too. I’ll come visit you tomorrow.”

“No need. Grandpa needs rest, not more people fussing around,” Lance said, his voice calm and a little distant. “And your leg isn’t fully healed. Don’t go wandering off.”

Adelina could finally walk almost normally again, but the doctor had warned her more than once to take it easy.

“It’s fine. The driver will bring me. I won’t even stay long. I’ll just drop off lunch for you guys and leave.”

Her persistence didn’t get her anywhere.

“Adelina, please. Just listen for once.” He sounded tired, and she could feel his patience running thin.

Adelina gave in with a sigh. “Okay. Fine.”

In the parking lot, Catherine was about to leave. She watched as everyone came down and got into their cars, pulling away one by one. Only when the lot was empty did she start her own car and pull out slowly.

Just as she turned out of her space, she caught sight of someone standing there. She hadn’t expected it and instinctively hit the brakes.

It was Lance. He stood there, all lean lines and quiet intensity, a cigarette between his fingers. The smoke curled from his lips, drifting around his face. His eyes, deep and dark, glimmered through the haze.

She couldn’t quite meet his gaze, but Catherine could feel him watching her.

Her car had come to a stop right in front of him. With no other choice, she unbuckled her seatbelt and stepped out.

“Lance.”

She had changed out of her formal dress, now wearing a pale green dress edged with lace. The shape of her shoulders made anything she wore look elegant. The curve of her neck was graceful and delicate, and there was a quiet confidence about her.

“For the next while, you’re not taking any time off. I’m busy. You and Aaron will handle everything,” Lance said quietly. His words felt heavy, the air between them tense.

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