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“Let me do it!” 1
Ian ckwood picked up Caleb Lockwood.
Caleb didn’t refuse either.
With Caleb’s height, it was much morefortable forn to support him than Serena Jennings.
Serena quictly followed alongside, walking withn toward the ck Maybach parked by the road.
“You’re actually a pretty good person!”
Thispliment from Serena was genuinely heartfelt, but Ian didn’t appreciate it.
“If I hadn’t taken care of him, you wouldn’t even think to praise me.”
Serena was dumbfounded.
“You should be grateful I drove a different car today.”
Since he had business to discuss, the white Lamborghini was clearly less appropriate than the ck Maybach.
Just by looking, Ian could tell that Caleb was drugged with an aphrodisiac.
But to be able to drive away after taking that kind of drug and even control himself around a woman, Ian figured Caleb was either-
80% impotent or 20% gay.
“You get in too!”
Ian called for Serena to get in the car but didn’t let her sit in the back seat.
As a result, Serena naturally sat in the back seat with Caleb, despite the ample space avable in the front seat.
Ian pushed his gold–rimmed sses up, visibly annoyed, visible to Serena with just one nce.
However, Serena didn’t even nce at him.
She let Caleb rest his head on herp.
Caleb’s right hand remained clenched in a fist, refusing to rx.
Serena knew Caleb was still enduring, still using the pain to resist the drug.
Ian drove back to his own home and called a trusted private doctor to give Caleb an injection and treat his wounds.
Althoughn held nothing back when hitting Caleb, those wounds were manageable,
The troublesome part was Caleb’s right hand.
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The palm was full of tiny ss shards.
The doctor said Caleb likely inflicted the wounds himself, perhaps by deliberately crushing a ss.
Without the torment of the aphrodisiac, Caleb fell into a deep sleep.
“You should sleep in the guest room next to his!”
Ian said to Serena.
Serena sat by Caleb’s bed and turned to thankn.
Ian left, and Serena still hadn’t left.
Sitting on the living room sofa,n poured himself a ss of vodka.
He was waiting for Serena.
He was curious about when she would finallye out of Caleb’s room.
Three sses of vodka down, and Ian still hadn’t seen Serenae out.
He figured Serena might not leave at all tonight.
It turned out, when he liked ire Shaw, ire liked Caleb.
Now he liked Serena, and Serena liked Caleb as well.
When Caleb woke up, he felt some gaps in his memory because he hadn’t beenpletely lucid the night before.
But he remembered the gist of it.
He and ire were drugged with an aphrodisiac at the bar, barely avoiding ending up in bed together.
Luckily, there was a ss in the hotel room, which he crushed to use the pain from the ss shards in his palm to maintain a trace of
reason.
He clearly remembered calling Mr. Miller, but it was Serena who came to pick him up.
Later, Ian had hit him, but Ian also helped him.
Caleb rubbed his aching head and only then noticed someone by his bedside.
Serena groggily lifted her head and met Caleb’s eyes.
She scrambled to her feet, awkwardly scratching her head.
“How… how are you feeling? Better now?<i>” </i>
Lying in bed, Caleb discreetly scrutinized Serena from head to toe.
He had already changed into pajamas, but Serena was still wearing the same clothes as yesterday.
Yesterday, she was wearing this outfit when she came to his office to confront him.
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She wore this outfit to have dinner with him, then sshed wine on his face.
And she kept wearing this outfit while taking care of him, drugged with an aphrodisiac.
Seeing Caleb staring intently at her, Serena nced down at herself.
“I identally fell asleepst night because I was too tired, not because I wanted to stay with you.”
Serena earnestly exined, but Caleb simply chuckled softly.
Serena was being truthful.
She was a bit concerned about Caleb, but not enough to stay by his side all night.
She was genuinely exhausted and unknowingly fell asleep by Caleb’s bed.
Caleb’s gaze held a teasing, meaningful glint.
Serena knew Caleb didn’t believe her exnation.
wood residence was Serena, as she had work to do at thepany, with so much on her te that she could
by the doctor to rest for another day.
front door, Caleb stood inside while Serena stood outside.
<b>an </b>sat alone at the breakfast table.
“I advise you not to go back to that house on Vornath Street<b>” </b>
Caleb warned.
Serena didn’t ask why.
She had nned to go home to ch
To her, “home” was <b>still </b>
The Jade Pavili
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heading to work.
Street.
ested.
she was the mistress of the Lockwood Group, Caleb’s wife.
the same clothes as yesterday,ing home early in the morning, who knows what kind of gossip might arise.
ck <b>to </b>The Jade Pavilion!”
<b>go </b>back there, there won’t be my clothes, only ire’s, right?”
“You think ire still stays at The Jade Pavilion?”
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Caleb retorted, leaving Serena momentarily stunned without an answer.
Caleb didn’t borate further, simply saying, “Suit yourself!”
After leaving Ian’s home, Serena didn’t return to the old house on Vornath Street or The Jade Pavilion; instead, she found a nearby mall
and bought a new outfit to change into.
Back atn’s ce, Ian finished breakfast and said to Caleb, “Sort out breakfast yourself; I didn’t bring any for you.”
“I don’t eat breakfast.”
“Oh?”
Caleb was silent.
Serena used to make him breakfast.
Every day for three years of their marriage, without missing a day.
And during those three years, with Serena making breakfast, he had developed the habit of eating breakfast.
But now, Serena would not make him breakfast ever again.
Without Serena’s breakfast, he chose not to eat breakfast.
Ian let out a coldugh, pouring another drink for himself.
Noticing Caleb staring at him, Ian casually said, “Staring at me won’t help, the doctor says you’re not allowed to drink.”
Caleb shook his head and sat down on the sofa, a serious expression on his face.
“Thanks for the help this time, but I don’t like owing people, especially not you.”
Ian understood Caleb’s meaning, casually drinking while saying nonchntly:
“Then give me twenty percent of the Lockwood Group’s shares.”
“Okay.”
Caleb agreed so readily that Ian was momentarily stunned.
“Seems like the Lockwood Group isn’t that important to you!”
This time,n didn’t hear a prompt “okay” from Caleb.
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