"That's not a reason."
Anthony Chambers lifted his gaze, directly meeting his father's eyes, and spoke calmly, "The real reason, I don't want to say. At least, not now."
Looking at the son standing before him, Baron Stuart lightly pressed his thin lips together, refraining from saying more.
Indeed, he had grown up and formed his own ideas; if he insisted on not going abroad, then Baron Stuart naturally wouldn't force him.
Walking out of his father's study room, Anthony Chambers wore a contemplative expression.
He didn't want to go abroad; he didn't want to be far away from Belinda Howard—alone in the Northern Hemisphere, separated by the vast Pacific Ocean.
Just as he stepped out, he bumped directly into Emily Walker standing in front of him.
"Mom?"
Looking at her son standing before her, Emily Walker smiled slightly, her gaze discreetly glancing toward the direction of the study room before shifting back. "How did it go? Did your father agree?"
