Ricky helped her put her suitcase in the car trunk, and align the way to the station, Ricky asked, “You seem in a hurry. I’m guessing you broke up?”
Lulu turned to study him. “Why do I get this feeling that you were eager for that to happen, brat?”
“Oh, come on—a man who hurts you doesn’t deserve you.”
Lulu almost laughed in amusement. “Do you even understand how relationships work, kiddo? It’s like you’re Dr. Romance or something.”
“I’m not a kid,” Ricky countered. “I actually manage a company, and I have been in relationships myself.”
“Oh, really? Do tell–how many girlfriends have you had?” Lulu asked in curiosity just then.
“A handful.”
“Who do you think you’re kidding?” Lulu was skeptical–Ricky had just recently become an adult.
Was he saying that he started dating at school?
As such, she did not take him seriously.
Nonetheless, the car soon turned quiet, and neither of them spoke.
Ricky was sneaking glances at Lulu from time to time.
For Lulu’s part, she was still too despondent over her breakup with Zachary to notice that Ricky was watching her.
No matter how much of a tough front she put up, their relationship had lasted, only for it to end in a break up.
She would be lying if she said that it did not hurt.
“The one who doesn’t stay with you until the end just isn’t the love of your life,” Ricky assured her just then. “The one who does is.
Lulu giggled. “Eloquent, aren’t you?”
“Of course.” Ricky reared his chin rather proudly.
However, once they arrived at the station, Ricky could only walk her to the ticket booth.
He then waved her goodbye. “Remember to call me when you get home.”
“Okay,” Lulu replied.
Meanwhile, Diarmuid arrived at the exclusive nightclub only to find that the security footage was all gone.
Someone had clearly meddled beforehand.
When Harvey was told that someone was asking for the footage, he instantly knew it was Diarmuid and rushed to the scene.
Abigail was really angry at him, and he should really do something about it.
Even though he was eager to have Abigail fight with Diarmuid, actually doing that was despicable.
When he arrived, Diarmuid was just stepping out the front door.
“Are you here for the footage?” Harvey smiled–it was rare for him to be one up on Diarmuid.
Nearby, Stan wanted to beat Harvey up the instant he saw him, and was eager to do so at any moment.
“Feeling guilty, are you?” he snapped. “Is that why you had the footage erased? Because you did something that must not be seen?”
Harvey had every intention to defend Abigail, but was left incensed by Stan’s words and snapped, “Yes, I deleted it on purpose, because I was afraid Diarmuid here would get a heart attack if he saw what actually happened last night.”
Harvey’s words were a barenaked challenge.
“Really?” Diarmuid smiled faintly in response, his tone clear and rumbling as if emitted out of his chest.
Harvey stared warily at him. “Yes, you’ll definitely get upset if you saw–there’s nothing between me and Abigail, and I had the footage deleted because I don’t want you to misunderstand.”
However, it would have been better if he did not explain.
The more he did, the more others would feel like he had done something shady last night.
“I think you’re just guilty that others would find out,” Stan growled–his distaste toward Harvey did not happen overnight, and he had always thought Harvey shameless.
Even Harvey himself felt that his attempts at explanation turned out badly.
Stan now seemed certain that he did something wrong, while Diarmuid glowered intimidatingly.
Could he really keep talking, given the situation? Or maybe he should show Diarmuid the videos he had… but would that not worsen the misunderstanding?
Whatever.
“Believe what you want. I didn’t take advantage of Abigail when she’s drunk, and that’s the truth.”
With that, he turned and ran, because he was afraid of being caught.
Naturally, that response made him appear guilty to Stan and Diarmuid.
“He’s definitely a rogue, sir. We can’t take his word at face value,” Stan said just then.
On the other hand, Diarmuid had wiped Abigail’s body, and was certain that her body had not been touched.
However, Harvey was acting evasive and suspicious.
Either way, if he did save the footage, they were going to find it.
“Find a way to hack his computer.”
“I’ll do my best.” Stan replied–since their target was Harvey, he did not mind going the extra mile!
Bzzt-
Diarmuid’s phone suddenly started ringing, and he answered it.
“Sir,” James greeted from the other end.
“Yeah. Is the result out?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Tell me.”
“Layla Gooding is your parent,” James replied. “Our people are watching them now, and they just sent word that she’s flying into the country.”
Diarmuid remained still, his chin clenching just then. “Got it.”
Layla, Yvaine… Both names meant ‘night‘.
It was no coincidence.
“Also, identify the man she’s with,” he added calmly.
Those who knew him were aware that the calmer he was, the more restless he was inside.
After all, no one would be calm if they learned that a family member who they presumed dead over more than a decade was actually alive.
“Yes, sir,” James acknowledged, and hung up.
New Book: Back Home to Marry Off Myself
Loredana’s father left the family for his mistress, leaving them to fend for themselves abroad. When life was at its toughest, her father showed up with “good news” after 8 years of absence: To marry off Loredana to a paralyzed son of the wealthy Mendelsohn family.
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