Mission To Remarry

Chapter 383

The speculation Jonathan made in the morning plagued his mind for the entire day.

When he went off work at night, he called Lucian.

The man on the other end of the line was swift to answer the call. “Is something the matter, Jonathan?”

Jonathan briefly chuckled. “It‘s been a while since we met. Are you free tonight for a drink?”

Lucian creased his forehead when he heard that–he knew Jonathan had something to say to him, so he lowered his voice and agreed to it.

After ending the call, Lucian instructed Cayden to pick Estella up from the kindergarten before he drove to a private club he frequented.

Just as he entered the establishment, the server came over. “Mr. Farwell, Mr. Queen has been waiting for you.”

Lucian nodded slightly and followed the server upstairs into a private room.

Even though Jonathan had invited Lucian out for a drink, there was only a bottle of beer on the table. The rest that was on the table were plates of delectable dishes.

Jonathan was lost in his thoughts on the couch. When he saw Lucian entering the room, he slowly straightened up and smiled. “I wanted to buy you a drink, but today‘s a busy day, and I haven‘t gotten to eat yet, so it‘s mealtime instead.”

Nodding, Lucian asked the server to leave.

In seconds, only the two of them were left in the room.

beside Jonathan, Lucian asked, “Did something

However, Jonathan was stumped.

he had forgotten that it had been a while since he saw the two people

did not know if their relationship had

what his sister told him—if Lucian was silently agreeing to it as well–would his current

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already made the call to Lucian. Thus, he

for Lucian, Jonathan had been mulling over that matter.

decided to play a fool and nonchalantly took

abrupt actions, Lucian only

El

“Lucian, I

beside him was silent for

could not

I didn‘t do

of silence, Lucian decided not to continue the

dug in, Jonathan would occasionally talk about business matters in an attempt to divert

more Lucian could sense

as they were done with their meal, and right as Jonathan was trying to find an excuse to leave, he heard Lucian speak up. “You haven‘t talked about the reason you‘ve invited me

on the couch. After a while of contemplation, he tentatively uttered, “I just wanted to ask if you‘ve been in contact with Ms.

Jarvis? As in

upon