"Then it's settled." Jorge Saxton instructed Derek Brooke.
Derek Brooke chuckled, "When a man speaks, he means it. Uncle, you said you'd treat me, remember to bring plenty of cash... oh no, better bring a bank card just to be safe. If cash runs out, just swipe the card and say, 'Charge it to me!' So—be prepared, don't let me eat you broke."
Jorge Saxton nodded and laughed at Derek Brooke's suggestion, "Looking forward to you squeezing me dry."
Lydia Brooke watched the interaction between the big and small figures before her, feeling complicated and indescribable.
Beau Haston glanced at the two conversing merrily, then turned his head to look at Lydia Brooke, only to find her gaze a bit lost.
"Lydia—is this gentleman your friend?" Beau Haston asked with a smile, exuding a dandy elegance.
Lydia Brooke hadn't answered yet when Jorge Saxton got triggered by Beau Haston's calling her 'Lydia'!
Who dared to call Lydia Brooke 'Lydia' before but him?
