Chapter 731: How To Clarify

Roxanne looked at the man before her. The thought that he had come to help, despite his anger, moved her. Softening her expression, she briefly explained the previous day's events.

“Ms. Hightower asked Jack to contact me; she wanted to apologize in person. I went to the appointment—I couldn't refuse her request. I never expected to be photographed. The photo of us holding hands shows Jack supporting me; I almost fell down the stairs. I knew I'd be drinking, so I didn't drive. Jack drove me, as we were going the same way, and he dropped me off at the entrance; he didn't even get out of the car.”

She knew what explanation he wanted, so she chose her words carefully, hoping to calm him and avoid further complications with the media.

Lucian’s eyes darkened. The suspicion and anger gradually faded, but he quickly noticed something amiss.

“If Jessica went to apologize, why are only you and Jack in the photo? Where was she?”

Roxanne’s reply was hesitant, a slight frown creasing her brow. “Ms. Hightower asked us to eat first; she was stuck in traffic. The photo was taken while we were waiting for her.”

A cold glint flashed in Lucian’s eyes as he nodded.

Roxanne, noticing someone filming in the corner, urged, her brows furrowed, “Today’s news is a misunderstanding. You don’t need to be angry, Mr. Farwell. Please go.”

Lucian followed her gaze. His eyes narrowed dangerously at the camera. The reporter holding it trembled, fled in fear.

Only then did Lucian turn. “Can you get in the car, Ms. Jarvis?” he asked indifferently.

Roxanne, surprised by his insistence, felt helpless. “This involves so many people. I don’t want to affect those who are uninvolved.”

At her words, his eyes darkened, and she tensed.

“Such a small matter won’t affect me,” Lucian said, grabbing her wrist and leading her to the car. “Nor do I want to be irrelevant in your eyes.”

Her heart skipped a beat. Before she could react, he had seated her in his car. Outside, reporters stared dumbfoundedly, cameras raised but unused.

As the car pulled away from the research institute, the noise faded into silence. Roxanne stared blankly at Lucian’s impassive profile, unknowingly calming down.

Neither spoke during the drive. Roxanne didn't ask where he was taking her, only contemplating how to clarify the rumors. She snapped back to reality as they arrived at her house.

“Rest these two days. I’ll handle the online chaos and pick up Archie and Benny,” Lucian said solemnly.

Roxanne hesitated. “It’s fine. I’ll have a friend pick them up.”

“What if reporters find the kindergarten?” Lucian frowned. “Can your friend handle it?”

The thought of reporters harassing her children filled Roxanne with dread. She agreed. “In that case… I’ll leave them in your care, Mr. Farwell.”