Chapter 86 Marriages Can Sour Quickly
On the other hand, Norman's complaint about his back pain was just an excuse.
He had heard some news and immediately returned to his room, asking his secretary, "Has Wesley really boarded the ship?"
"Vincent saw a figure that looked very much like him, but he wasn't entirely sure."
Norman laughed bitterly.
"He's even keeping a secret while attending our own family's banquets. What's making him so afraid to show his face? Truly, he's been spoiled by his mother!"
He ordered, "Send someone to find him!"
The secretary nodded. "Yes."
Norman paused for a moment. "Wait, do it discreetly, don't alert anyone."
Just in case Wesley had his plans, Norman didn't want to hold him back.
The secretary replied, "Understood."
Still feeling uneasy, Norman walked toward the room where the poker game was happening.
That room was now in a brief silence.
Charles claimed Emelie.
William's gaze shifted to Emelie.
Behind him was a floor lamp, casting shadows that obscured his expression.
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