Isabel Grant mentioned the wedding plans earlier, but they both disagreed.
So the matter was dropped.
"Lucas, I won't say more. I know you have your own perspective, so rest early. Good night." It's always best to leave things at that.
"Good night."
He hung up the phone.
The entire study fell into a chill.
He looked at the wall clock; the hour hand pointed at two. It was two in the deep night.
Alexander Kingsley's wedding took him by surprise...
As longtime friends, watching him step into the marriage hall should have been a happy occasion, but... why couldn't he feel happy?
…
Eva Nightingale hadn't slept either.
She made two cups of coffee, holding one, and placed the other on the living room table. The coffee was completely cold, yet Lucas Knight was nowhere in sight.
Harry North mentioned that he's been very busy these days. Last night, ministers and deputy ministers from the Presidential Mansion came to the Bay View Complex for a late-night meeting.
