As soon as Vespera finished speaking, she hung up without hesitation.
Dominic sat there, momentarily stunned.
From the driver's seat, Gerard cast a glance in the rearview mirror. "Yikes… That didn't sound good," he thought to himself.
Dominic slowly lowered the phone from his ear, his expression hardening.
There was no doubt about it—Vespera was upset.
Was it because he hadn't gone to get her immediately last night?
He could admit it now—Fawn's frantic cries over the phone had completely rattled him.
When he found her unconscious, his only thought was to get her to the hospital as fast as possible. Everything else faded from his mind.
By the time he managed to make the necessary calls, they were already halfway there.
"Calvert."
Dominic's voice came from the back seat.
Calvert was absorbed in his game, headphones on, completely unaware.
Gerard reached over and lowered his phone. "Mr. Reid's calling you."
Calvert turned around quickly. "Yes, sir? You called me?"
"When you dropped Vespera off at her apartment last night, did she say anything?" Dominic asked.
"Um… not really. She seemed... pretty happy."
"Happy?"
"Yeah! She even thanked me," Calvert added.
He wasn't about to admit he hadn't picked her up at all. Still, Vespera was safe, and she didn't seem angry with him.
But Dominic could see the guilt in his eyes.
Placing a hand on Calvert's shoulder, he said, "Be honest. Which part of your story isn't true?"
Calvert's face faltered.
Finally, he decided to come clean.
"Actually… I didn't pick up Vespera and the others last night. They made it back on their own. And when I said they were in a safe place… I was just guessing.
"But they did make it out okay, and Vespera wasn't mad. I explained everything to her afterward, and she forgave me right away."
As he spoke, he pulled out his phone and showed Dominic the message.
Dominic's expression darkened.
Nearby, a kitten batted at a ball, letting out a soft meow.
"Hey, Snowball."
Vespera smiled affectionately as she knelt, her fingers tenderly scratching its chin and running through its fur.
Snowball was so cute—far more so than its owner.
When Dominic returned, he found Vespera playing with Snowball using a cat toy.
She only turned her head when she heard his footsteps.
Their eyes met.
She had been smiling while playing with Snowball, but that warmth vanished the moment she looked at him.
Dominic approached and gently picked up Snowball, his gaze softening as he said, "Let's head to the study for a bit."
"Mr. Reid, it's nearly 8:00 am, and your flight is at 9:00 am," Vespera replied, her tone calm and composed. "You might want to shower and change before we head out."
One tried to offer an explanation, while the other responded with a gentle rebuke.
Watching the exchange, Gerard suddenly didn't feel like going on the business trip anymore.
He had escaped the battlefield… only to walk straight into the Cold War.
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