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.

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

Miles was insistent, there had

for a moment, she gave a slight

utterly confused,

her head like a tambourine, "Dad, I'm not feeling well, I don't want to chat with him

pinned her last

are those even

of wisdom, "I 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

your Langston.

towards

but roll

was

lips, flashed a smile at Mr. Turner, then gestured towards a fountain in front of the Bay Residence, "Let's talk over

figure lead the way, Felicity wondered

several renovations, even

a large

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