Zachary went on, his tone cold and commanding. “Tomorrow, spend some time with Tracy. She’s the right woman for you. That Naomi is just an illegitimate nobody—you stay away from her if you don’t want to see her end up dead.”
Lester knew Zachary well enough to realize he meant every word. “Understood, Zachary. I haven’t contacted her at all. I’m giving her the silent treatment—she’s getting nothing from me. Just... don’t hurt her.”
“Hmph. It’s best you remember that. Olivia stealing your father was bad enough, but that old fool—only your mother ever cared about him. But you, Lester, you’re your mother’s only child. Don’t betray her the way your father did.” Zachary’s words were heavy with warning.
“I know. I won’t let my mother down.”
“I’ll leave it at that. No need to repeat myself and risk you thinking I’m nagging.”
After the call, Lester went to pay his bill. As he stood, he caught Naomi’s gaze from across the restaurant—her eyes full of hope, clearly waiting for him to come over and say hello.
But he didn’t. He paid and left in a hurry, never looking back.
Naomi’s heart sank, her face turning ashen. It was over. Lester was really done with her.
Her dreams of marrying into the Quigley family had been well and truly crushed.
Her phone rang—it was Joseph calling.
She answered, her voice warmer than usual, none of her usual reserve.
If she couldn’t hold on to Lester, she would make sure to keep Joseph. The Wood family might not be as powerful as the Quigley, but they were still wealthy enough.
“Naomi, are you free tonight? Want to catch a movie with me?”
This time, Naomi agreed without hesitation. “Sure! I’ll send you my address—come pick me up.”
After hanging up, she turned to Mary. “You can head home. I’ll wait here for my friend to pick me up.”
“Alright.”
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