Chapter 994: No One Can Steal Him From Me

Roxanne's car stopped at the entrance to the Farwell residence. She switched off the engine, hesitating. Should she call Lucian? It was late, and her visit, even if just to check on him, felt abrupt. She reached for her phone, then paused. From the corner of her eye, she saw two figures at the mansion's entrance. Lucian and Aubree.

Aubree held a coat; Lucian took it, smiling. From a distance, they appeared harmonious. But Lucian's smile was jarring. He claimed he'd win me over, but he'd never smiled at me like that before. The memory of his words about settling things with Aubree pierced her heart. Was this his idea of "settling things"—flirting? The realization hit her: his charm was a tactic, a tool to use her against Jack. I'm nothing but a pawn.

"Mommy?" Archie and Benny's voices broke through her thoughts. They were eager to see Lucian, but Roxanne had locked the car doors.

Snapping back to reality, she masked her emotions. "What is it?" Benny looked puzzled. "Aren't we checking on Mr. Farwell? Let's go!"

Roxanne looked down, her hand, which had been reaching for her phone, returning to the steering wheel. "I suddenly remembered I have work to finish. No time to visit today."

She started the engine. Archie and Benny exchanged confused glances. Mommy had promised; she couldn't have suddenly developed more work.

They followed her gaze toward the mansion, but their small size prevented them from seeing anything. Roxanne drove away. Archie and Benny wanted to speak, but her mood deterred them.

At the Farwell residence, Aubree watched the car depart, a smug smile playing on her lips. So what if Roxanne came? Lucian is mine. No one can steal him from me!

Her gaze shifted to Lucian. "Lucian, it's late. We should rest. I should go too."

Lucian nodded, not looking at her. Aubree didn't react, calmly heading toward the mansion. Her efforts had been wasted, yet Roxanne's departure oddly pleased her. She could tolerate Lucian's indifference. That b*tch will understand her place and stay away from Lucian!

At the mansion entrance, Lucian watched Aubree leave, a frown furrowing his brow. Her seemingly good mood seemed…off. What had she done this time without my knowing?