Chapter 399 That’s Your Story?

I had not heard Idris’ voice in forever. For a few seconds, I was lost in it, a wave of bitterness choking me up. I had a million things to say, but I swallowed them down and managed to say, "It's me, Idris. We need to meet." "Okay!" I gave him the address Lucas had given me and hung up, my heart heavy. Lucas had picked some clubhouse out in the suburbs. Stepping out of the car, I saw him on my heels and frowned. He quirked an eyebrow, "What's wrong? Don't want me tagging along?" I bit back my words, ice in my voice, "Do what you want." I had barely finished my sentence when I breezed into the clubhouse. Right at the entrance, I caught sight of Idris. He looked like he had not slept in days, and his usually sharp features were shadowed by stubble, giving him a weary look. The moment I saw him, my feet itched to dash over. However, before I could take a step, Lucas's firm grip yanked me back. He pulled me close, his hand possessively circling my waist, and murmured, "Yvette, you'