She bit her lip lightly, closed the cab, and turned back to the living room.
“Sorry, | couldn't find your clothes. How about we just wash them?” Sylvia suggested.
Eugene smiled. “No need. | already tossed them out. I'll just call my assistant to bringsomething new.”
“That works,” Sylvia nodded.
They ate breakfast together, and by the tthey finished, Eugene's clothes had arrived.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtHis assistant followed him into the guest room, pulling fresh clothes from a shopping bag as he spoke. “Mr. Winters, your mother
calledlast night. She wanted to know if you really went on a business trip.”
Eugene rubbed his temples. Last night, there was no way he could have gone home, so he'd called his mother and told her he was
away for a few days on business. He hadn't expected her not to believe him—she’d called his assistant to double-check.
“What did you tell her?” Eugene asked.
“| told her you were definitely out of town. Then she wanted to know why I didn’t go with you, so | said | had sfamily issues to
handle.”
Eugene had chosen his assistant well—quick-witted and discreet. Pleased, he nodded. “Good. In the future, if my mother calls
again, just make up a story. There's no need to tell her everything.”
The assistant grinned sheepishly. “She’s just worried about you, sir.”
“She’s got too much free time,” Eugene snorted. “If she spent half as much effort keeping Aries in line, maybe he wouldn't be such
a handful.”
“Jonathan's only thirteen,” the assistant offered. “It's normal for boys his age to be a bit wild. He'll settle down as he gets older.”
Eugene didn’t want to talk about family matters. He finished dressing and reminded his assistant, “Don’t tell anyone about my
injury—not even my father. I'm not going to the office today. If my dad asks, just say I'm out of town again.”
“Understood,” the assistant nodded.
They headed out together. The assistant offered a polite goodbye to Sylvia in the living room before taking his leave.
Eugene chanaed into a crisp new shirt and suit. Aside from the bandage on his forehead. he looked every bit the charming
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