Meanwhile, in Chairman Lancaster’s residence...
"Celestine." The Chairman sat in his study, massaging the bridge of his nose as he considered what to expect tomorrow.
"I will help," Celestine remarked calmly, staring at the Chairman. "Whatever it is, Chairman."
The Chairman looked at her, only to see her calm, unchanging smile. He didn’t wonder why — Celestine was always composed; he had only seen her lose her temper once, and that was when he hadn’t given her any significant position in the NL Group, only a small portion of shares. He knew she had taken that to heart despite his good intentions.
"I will be going to the office tonight," Travis chimed in solemnly. "Hopefully, tomorrow I can talk things over with Mr. Bennet."
"Don’t bother," the Chairman waved dismissively. "Atlas Bennet has given his word already, and Derek finally crossed the line."
"And yet you let your beloved grandson cross the line, Chairman," Celestine pointed out, her brows rising. "Until now, I couldn’t understand you."
For a moment, silence filled the study as Celestine and Travis stared at the Chairman. The latter wondered about the Chairman’s reasoning for allowing Derek to run his mouth instead of stopping things before they blew up. Deep down, it wasn’t the Chairman’s bias for his only grandson — the Chairman wouldn’t risk the NL Group and the entire Lancaster family just for that.
"Focus on damage control for now," was all the Chairman said. "About the Youngs... stop any projects we have with them."
He set his eyes on Travis. Understanding the chairman’s avoidance, Travis lowered his head. He excused himself and walked away. Celestine watched Travis go with an arched brow but didn’t rise. She had things to discuss with the Chairman.
Once Travis stepped out of the study, he stopped a few steps away. Derek stood there, eyes cast downward.
Travis opened his mouth, then shut it. Without a word, he turned to walk away, only to stop when Derek spoke.
"You met Atlas Bennet before?"
Travis paused and glanced over his shoulder. Derek lifted his blank eyes at his cousin.
"And you knew he was with Lola?" Derek asked, but again, Travis kept quiet. He scoffed and ran his tongue along his inner cheek. "And you didn’t even tell me? Why? To make a fool of myself?"
"Derek." Travis turned and faced his cousin. "I’m sorry for what happened tonight."
"Sorry?" Derek laughed in ridicule. "My damn engagement party is ruined, and I became tonight’s laughingstock! What do you think a pathetic ’sorry’ will do?"
A shallow breath escaped Travis. "I warned you many times, but you took things for granted."
"You—" Derek ground his teeth, but Travis resumed his steps.
After several paces, Travis stopped and glanced over his shoulder. "I understand you’re upset, but you’re directing your anger at the wrong people. I’m not the one who made you look like a fool tonight."
With that, Travis left. Derek watched his retreating figure, balling his hands into fists. He approached the study door and reached for the knob, then froze as he heard Celestine speak.

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