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.

looked down and firmly told Esther, "It's nothing major, just a

Miles was insistent, there had

a moment, she gave a slight nod, "Alright

confused, "What does Langston want

well, I don't want to chat with him alone, I just want

her last hope

How are those even

know you've been influenced by their way of life abroad, losing some of that personal touch, but Langston has been with you since you were kids, seen you grow up. I won't have you adopt their cold demeanor and drift apart from Mr. Lopez

on, have a chat with your Langston. It's been years, catch

his daughter towards Miles, "No rush, take your

but roll

man was no help at

slight pull at his lips, flashed a smile at Mr. Turner, then gestured towards a fountain in

lead the way, Felicity wondered why

renovations, even the exterior

a large flowerbed was now a

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