Lucy Ansley: "..."
She was sitting perfectly fine in the study writing code, but somehow was caught in the crossfire out of nowhere?
Max Shaw turned to leave, after a couple of steps, he paused and looked back, saying, "I heard Henry's coming home early tomorrow morning. We won't intrude on your private world, we'll head off now."
Before Lucy could utter a word, the man's silhouette had vanished at the stairway.
She curled her lips and unlocked the screen again, sending a WeChat message to Henry Ronan.
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She sent nothing but a meme of a Samoyed looking teary-eyed and pitiful leaning against a window.
...
At three-thirty in the early morning of the next day, Lucy drove the Cayenne SUV from the garage to the airport.
Of course, she didn't tell Henry she would be picking him up.
During their video call before bed last night, she mentioned she would wait for him at home.
Let's just say... it's a surprise for him.
