Chapter 249

Wynn was stunned for a moment. After processing his words, she responded kindly, “No worries. Your plans

should come first.”

Beck nodded.

Once Wynn drove off, he got into his own car.

But instead of starting the engine, he reached for his phone found Celeste’s number, and, after a brief pause, dialed.

Celeste was still at the office.

Seeing his name on the screen, she answered the call casually, “Mr. Harper?”

Beck had words at the tip of his tongue, but the noise in the background made him stop short. Instead, he asked, ” Still working at this hour?”

“Yeah.”

Considering the time, Celeste assumed this wasn’t a work matter. “I’m free tomorrow. What does Shanice have in mind?”

Silence.

Noticing his silence, Celeste prompted, “Mr. Harper?”

Beck knew how busy she had been this week.

It was already past nine, and she was still working.

He didn’t even need to ask–she had to be drained.

Her own daughter had returned to the Fleming Manor, and she wouldn’t get to see her tomorrow. Yet, despite that, he was still asking her to spend time with someone else’s child.

It seemed a little too unfair for her.

Hence, he said, “If you’re tired, let’s push it to next time.”

Celeste, however, wasn’t feeling particularly exhausted.

“It’s fine. Tomorrow works.”

for a couple of

Meanwhile…

exited the restaurant after dinner, they

being well–acquainted with Lincoln,

exchanged greetings

who was holding Trevor’s hand, looked

Jorge nodded. “Hello there.”

spotted the Flemings,

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realized he recognized

seen any unfamiliar

had Trevor really ended his

small talk with the Robinsons, the Flemings got into their car and drove to

stayed

and the others, on the other hand, went back to the Fleming

as they had arrived, Tucker turned to Trevor and asked, “Trev,

tossed him the car keys. “It’s in the

Thank you, Trev!”

excitedly caught the

this, Queenie asked,

Tucker froze momentarily.

“It’s nothing,” Trevor replied.

relief, Tucker bolted outside to get

and

Tucker came back with a few

on it, it wasn’t the kind of autograph

out, “Trev, I wanted a signed poster–the kind you can hang on the wall and admire

flatly, “You’re not the right fit

“Why not?”

he was going to do anything weird. He just wanted to put

at him with a smile

alone, Tucker knew the answer

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