Chapter 1007

Terence stepped in wearing a black suit, his short hair neatly styled, exuding a sharp, commanding presence. A pair of black-rimmed glasses rested on his nose. Gone was the gentle, warm demeanor he once had. Now, he seemed stoic and distant. Lily inhaled sharply, staring at Terence in shock. Xavier's hints had been clear enough, yet she'd never made the connection. If she still couldn't piece it together now, she really was a fool. So, it turned out Terence was Chantelle's fiancé! "Terence?" The liquid in Richard's glass swirled slightly. Trying to keep his composure, he set the glass down and walked toward Terence. "You're back? Why didn't you tell me?" "Mr. Devereux," Chantelle chimed in sweetly, looping her arm through Terence's. "Do you know my fiancé?" Richard felt as if the wind had been knocked out of his chest, the premonition he'd sensed earlier crashing over him like a tidal wave. Being the shrewd man he was, he'd understood everything the moment Terence stepped