After dropping his father back at their family home in Bay Residence, Miles drove alone back to his own place. Pouring himself a glass of ice water, he plonked himself down on the living room couch, took a sip, and then...

He pulled out his phone and dialed the headquarters of Anglonia Inc.

"I need the medical records for someone named Felicity," he instructed.

"Right away, Mr. Lopez," came the reply.

A short while later, they got back to him, "Since Ms. Miller is no longer employed here, we're missing this year's records, but I've sent everything else to your email." "Okay."

Miles didn't bother getting up to fire up his laptop; he just flicked through the records on his phone.

Years of check-ups, nothing out of the ordinary.

In fact, she seemed even healthier than him!

Here he was, stuck in front of a computer screen all day, dealing with a steadily worsening vision, not to mention the joys of neck strain and lower back pain.

Felicity, on the other hand, seemed to be as fit as a fiddle.

phone back on the couch, Miles let out a

Dad was

...

pajamas, and was about to hit the sack when she noticed Everett lost in thought, his mind seemingly miles away.

sparked

"What's on your mind?"

look at her, pulling his wife closer, "Has Karen talked to you

been swamped; Dorothy hardly had time

had been taking it easy He'd handed over the company reins to their son, choosing to step in only when he felt

busy, he'd simply ignore work-related calls, confident that Langston would

seeing him work like a zombie, locking his heart away, made him

a sudden?" Dorothy raised an eyebrow, "Did Langston say something to you when you got back tonight? Is he still hung up on

as a mule! Claims he's over her,

Dorothy replied, then playfully slapped his arm, giving him a stern look, "And what do you mean 'takes after me'?

in to kiss her

course not, Abigail got

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