Edmund bowed and explained, "Mister Lucas, it was Madam Beatrice who forbade me to tell you. I..."

Lucas scoffed. "Don't bother with my grandparents' orders next time something like this happens. You're to inform me immediately! Alright, you can go now."

After Edmund left, Lucas leaned against the desk, sighed, and furrowed his brow. He was well aware of his grandmother's thoughts, but he could not bring himself to ignore Stella completely. Years ago, Stella's father had done him a great favor. On his deathbed, he left only one wish-for him to take care of his only daughter, Stella.

He agreed, and he had to live up to his word.

...

As the servants brought out the final dish to the dining room, Lucas still had not come down yet.

"That brat! All he cares about is work. Does he think the company will go bankrupt if he rests for a while? What's the point of employing so many people if he can't even take some time off?" grumbled Beatrice. Beatrice deliberately glanced at Edmund, who remained indifferent. Lucas' words had fully sobered him, and he learned to do nothing when Beatrice asked him to do something.

call Lucas down. No matter how urgent his work is,

thought Melody with

can we let you run errands? Melody, go and call

completely different from the cold and mocking gaze she

word and action of Beatrice was

the stairs hand in hand again. Lucas was

Lucas..." She leaned into Lucas's ear, wanting

his head and turned to

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