“Doris,” Lily’s eyes were red-rimmed. “Daniel risked his life for you. You must not let him down!”

Doris hesitated for a moment, remembering the critical moment when Daniel claimed to be her boyfriend to protect her. In return, she had also claimed that Daniel was her boyfriend to plead for his safety. Now, Lily’s words…

Doris mumbled a faint “yes” and nodded.

A short distance away, Waylon, who was leaning against the wall, lowered his head and lit a cigarette.

“Waylon, Benjamin whispered, “There might still be a way out of this…”

“Get lost!” Waylon furrowed his brows. “What’s it to do with me? Who do you think I am?”

Still being stubborn, eh? Benjamin mused. Isn’t it obvious? When your beloved woman is being taken away right- before your eyes, and you’re here trying to save face, it’s nothing but self-inflicted suffering!

“Mr. Adelmar!” Lily approached and said warmly, “Thank you for saving my brother.”

“Also, thanks to Daniel for helping… my sister’s employee,” Waylon replied, taking a drag from his cigarette and exhaling a thin plume of smoke.

Behind the faint smoke, his deep, mysterious eyes seemed to hold a touch of melancholy, adding to his already captivating aura.

Lily suddenly felt a bit dazed, noting a certain melancholic quality in Waylon’s expression. Yet, this quality only made him more enchanting.

a moment and then softly said, “Have you eaten yet? Let me treat

a nearby bin, and tossed it inside. “Sure,” he replied calmly,

be so easy to invite Waylon out. It was like

should go home. Call your sister. Your kids are still waiting. for

her head hanging low and tears still falling, replied, “I’ll wait here

slightly pale, a hint of pain flashing in his lowered.

then turned to Benjamin. “Arrange for a Struyria Banquet meal to

stay here too. Don’t

replied before walking away

Maybach, and Lily took the

back,” Waylon said with furrowed brows. “It’s

beside Waylon. Little did she know that he was considering her

hour, they

Lily asked, “Do you

with it,” Waylon

have to learn

ordered chicken scarpariello and pork agrodolce.

again, “Mr. Adelmar, do you

it,” Waylon

But Lily couldn’t dwell on such thoughts. The fact that Waylon was having a meal with her was already a rare opportunity. She couldn’t afford to

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