In New York, with Cecilia Grant taking care of the little bun, everyone could rest easy—mainly because the little guy really liked being with Cecilia.
"Lucas Knight, thank you."
So this meticulous man had already taken care of everything early on; all her worrying had been unnecessary.
"You're welcome!" She really was a fool.
She had no idea what it was he wanted. If she wasn't a fool, then what was she? Little fool!
He had done so much, and all he wanted was to spend more time by her side, yet she had no idea and just tossed him a "thank you."
What he wanted wasn't a thank you—it never was…
*
As soon as Eva Nightingale got home, she went looking for Eliana Beckett, only to find she wasn't there.
"Where did my mom go?"
"Miss, Madam went to the Gale Family."
"Oh." Eva answered casually, then headed upstairs while pulling out her phone to call Eliana.
"Eva, what's wrong?"
"Mom, I want to ask you something."
