Alone.

That was the crux of it all.

Miles wanted a one-on-one chat. About what, exactly?

She wasn't having any of it.

No way!

"Langston, buddy, I just got off the plane, and I'm feeling kind of under the weather. Can we maybe catch up after I've had some rest?" Felicity, aiming to prove her discomfort, furrowed her brows dramatically and massaged her temples, "I... my head is killing me! Ugh! And I feel nauseous, like I'm gonna hurl!"

Esther, witnessing her state, quickly tugged at Miles's sleeve, "Felicity really looks unwell, maybe whatever you need to discuss can wait till she's feeling better?"

Hearing this, Felicity nodded vigorously, "Exactly, Esther's right!"

Caught up in the moment, she forgot her act of illness and quickly resumed her posture, massaging her forehead.

and firmly told Esther, "It's nothing major, just a few words. You

that if Miles was insistent,

a slight nod, "Alright

confused, "What does Langston want to talk to

don't know." Felicity shook her head like a tambourine, "Dad, I'm not feeling well, I don't want to chat with him alone, I just want to go inside

last hope on her

are

wisdom, "I know you've been influenced by their way of life abroad, losing some of that personal touch, but

Langston. It's been years, catch up

towards

help but roll her eyes

old man was no help at

lips, flashed a smile at Mr. Turner, then gestured towards a fountain in front of the

watched his tall figure lead the way, Felicity wondered why things,

renovations,

to be a large

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