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. You and

knew that if Miles was insistent,

gave a

confused, "What does

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

last hope on

How are

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

with your Langston. It's been years,

that, he cheerfully pushed his daughter towards Miles, "No

but

man was no help

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

his tall figure lead the way, Felicity wondered why

had undergone several renovations, even

be a large flowerbed was now

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