Chapter 1784
“Kylee!” Elwood called out.
Kylee stormed out of the room, her steps resolute, not sparing a single glance backward. Th?s chapter is updated by fι?dnοvel.net
Elwood’s brow creased deeply, a storm of emotions churning within him.
He was convinced Kylee had endured significant grievances. Otherwise, her fury wouldn’t burn so fiercely, nor would she have hurled such merciless words.
Yet, despite that, he knew he needed to unearth the full truth. If Belinda and Lucas were indeed to blame, he would not let them off easily. With this resolve, Elwood’s expression grew dark, his jaw set with determination.
In the afternoon, Belinda’s phone rang with a call from Elwood.
“Ms. Wright, are you available tonight? Could we meet for dinner? There’s something critical I need to discuss with you. I hope you’ll agree to meet me.”
Elwood’s tone was clipped as he spoke.
Belinda froze for a moment, startled by both his tone and the way he addressed her.
Elwood, who had always called her Belinda, now addressed her as “Ms. Wright,” creating an unsettling distance between them.
Confused but intrigued by his mention of an important matter, she decided to seek answers face-to-face.
“Alright, I’ll see you tonight,” she agreed.
“I’ll let you know the location shortly,” Elwood said curtly, ending the call.
Staring at her phone, Belinda felt a strange discomfort she couldn’t quite place. The odd feeling nagged at her.
After a moment, she steadied herself, then reached out to Jazmine and Lucas with updates.
She informed Jazmine she wouldn’t be dining at her place tonight and would practice piano after dinner.
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She then told Lucas not to pick her up after work.
With arrangements made, Belinda took a deep breath and refocused on her tasks.
After wrapping up her workday, she drove to the spot chosen by Elwood, a well-known restaurant in Owathe.
A waiter then guided her to a private dining room.
As she pushed open the door, she found Elwood seated on the sofa inside, his face etched with a grim intensity.
It was evident that he was in a foul mood.
Approaching him, Belinda offered a greeting. “Mr. Wright.”
Elwood lifted his gaze, his expression still dark, though his eyes held a tangled mix of emotions.
Truthfully, he wasn’t sure how to treat Belinda now.
After a brief pause, he rose from the sofa. “Let’s both sit down at the table.”
They moved to the dining table and sat down.
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