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.

nothing major, just

if Miles was insistent, there

for a moment, she gave a

utterly confused, "What does

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

pinned her last hope on

are those

you've been influenced by their way of life abroad, losing some of that personal

with your Langston. It's been years,

his daughter towards Miles, "No rush, take your time!"

couldn't help but roll her eyes

was no help at

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

tall figure lead the way, Felicity

Residence had undergone several renovations, even the

large flowerbed was

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