Francine was helping Pamela out when she saw what happened.
"Jeremy, why is Corinne staying with the Rivera family? Aren't you worried Lucas will try to steal her from you?" she asked, bewildered by the turn of events.
Pamela thought Francine was right to worry. 'How could Jeremy let Corinne be taken away by Sunny and Lucas?' she thought.
Jeremy did not explain much. He simply said, "Lucas will never do that."
That still did not put Francine at ease. "How can you be so sure? He's a man too! You shouldn't trust another man so easily, Jeremy."
Annie rarely agreed with Francine, but this time, she did. She nodded and said, "Francine's right. What are you waiting for? Things between you and Corinne are finally getting a little bit better! Why don't you take this opportunity to bring her back home?"
Seeing that she had Annie's support, Francine felt she was even more right to worry. "Yeah! Go get her back now, Jeremy!"
Jeremy frowned. "That's enough! You go back with the grandparents first."
Francine could tell Jeremy was in a bad mood after Corinne left, so she dared not say anything else. She nodded meekly and said, "Fine…"
She then turned to help Pamela and Greg into the car.
After making sure they were gone, Jeremy turned back to look sternly at Annie. "You go back too. By the way, did you tell your parents you're coming out at this late hour?"
"No…" answered Annie, lowering her head in shame. She did not have the time to tell her parents before she rushed over there.
"Aaron, please send Annie back home. I still have some things to take care of here," said Jeremy.
Aaron smiled. "Sure. It'd be my pleasure."
Annie was speechless.
The silver-haired man hated how Jeremy thought everyone was beneath him, so he lifted his chin proudly and retorted, "There's no one else. I'm the mastermind!"
"Aren't you afraid you'll be sentenced heavily if you don't tell me the truth?"
"Jeremy Holden, you should worry about yourself instead of worrying about me. Everyone in this world now knows Corinne is your weakness. Even if I can't get rid of you, somebody else will! Don't ever think you can live a peaceful life from now on, you b*stard."
Jeremy's expression remained impassive. "What if I tell you I know your weakness too?"
The silver-haired man scoffed. "My weakness? I don't have any close friends or relatives in this world. No one cares if I live or die, nor do I care if anyone lives or dies. What weakness could I have? I'm not like you. I'll never fall in love with any woman!"
"Is that so?" mused Jeremy. He slowly brought out a necklace with a locket, the kind that could be opened, from his suit pocket. He saw what was inside, too.
In the locket was the photo of a woman carrying a boy, and they were all smiles.
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