The Prison-Made Queen novel Chapter 64

"You just agreed to come to my house and now you're running off? No, no, you have to tell me clearly. Where are you going? For how long? Is it safe? Do you need me to send someone with you? By the way, you must come see me the moment you get back! My chest has been feeling tight lately; maybe my old illness is relapsing..."

Leilani was speechless. Chest tightness? He was clearly just being dramatic.

Helpless, Leilani replied: [To Zamora. I'll be back in a week. I will definitely come for a check-up when I return.]

Dante: [Zamora? What a coincidence! My grandson is there too! You two should meet up!]

Leilani sighed. Somehow, everything led back to this. She considered refusing, but on second thought, Dante genuinely treated her well. Even if it wasn't for a setup, she should visit to check his recovery. Besides, Dante's attempts to matchmake were mostly just talk. Perhaps he didn't mean it seriously and was just using it as a topic to bond.

Once she rationalized it, Leilani felt less tense. She replied: [Okay, I'll visit your home when I return.]

Dante: [(Fireworks Sticker) (Celebration Sticker)]

He didn't seem like an old man at all; he was quite trendy.

Leilani shook her head with a smile, put down her phone, and continued packing.

...

Meanwhile, at the Sloan villa.

Tamara returned home and sat on the living room sofa, her eyes red. She twisted the hem of her skirt, her voice thick with grievance as she complained to Hackett and Zadie. "Mom, Dad... I saw my sister today."

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