When Marlowe and Serena returned to the dining room, they met only Darrell seated and eating.
"Where's Adrian and Lucian?" Marlowe asked, her brows knitting tightly. She was sure neither Adrian nor Lucian had eaten before the little drama unfolded earlier, and the time she'd spent talking with Serena hadn't been long enough for them to have finished their food and left. Something wasn't right.
"They already left," Darrell answered with a full mouth, glancing up briefly before returning his gaze to his plate. He took a moment to chew, then added after swallowing, "Boss said something came up. They had to leave immediately."
Marlowe gave a slight nod, accepting the explanation without further questioning. She took her seat at the table, reaching for a fork. Beside her, Serena lowered herself into her seat quietly, acting like she didn't care about the conversation. She stirred the food on her plate lazily, as if tasting it might offend her.
