Chapter 546

This situation was highly prone to misunderstandings. Especially in a restroom area where people frequently came and went. Expressionless, Lambert pried Irene's hand away from his arm. Though her grip had been desperate, he was still a man after all. If he didn't want to be held, no woman could possibly maintain such a forceful grasp. Her fingers were peeled away by his cold, unyielding strength. Irene's face turned deathly pale. Once completely freed, Lambert asked indifferently, "Are you alright, Miss Harper? If so, I'll take my leave." Without waiting for a response, he turned to walk away. Irene bit her lip, her face ashen as she stared at his retreating figure. Finally, she couldn't hold back any longer— "Lambert!" He stopped in his tracks. Irene rushed after him, tears streaming silently down her cheeks. Yet she seemed oblivious to them, her gaze fixed on him with heartbreaking desperation. Her voice trembled with sorrow. "I'm sorry..." Lambert remained impassive. Irene's composu