Chapter 501

Irene had anticipated the possibility of rejection. Though it stung, she didn’t argue with the receptionist. Instead, she let out a bitter chuckle and slowly walked away from the Stone Corporation building. The receptionist watched her retreating figure, a sly thought crossing her mind—*Maybe she’s one of President Stone’s mistresses…* *Tsk, tsk.* She’d heard rumors that Mr. Stone was utterly devoted to his wife. But honestly, what man of his status *didn’t* have a wandering eye? … Days passed, and Lambert finally found himself with some free time. Instead of sending the butler to pick up his son from school, he decided to go himself—partly to fetch Lucian, and partly to bring Ariana home together. Not that he particularly wanted his son playing third wheel. Still… Well, some bonding was necessary. At the very least, Ariana was always in high spirits when Lucian was around. Though it made him a little jealous, he could hardly hold it against the boy—after all, he *was* his son. What La