Steven and Amelia were both important people to Be.


    If the couple were to face difficulties, Be would definitely feel upset.


    Hunter would feel satisfied if Be were upset.


    That night, Lance invited Wyatt to a dinner at his private club.


    “Quentin, inform Celeste and Amelia. I’ll bring them to dinner tonight.”


    Wyatt stood in front of a full-length mirror and let his tailor take measurements. Darkness shadowed his


    brows, showing that something was on his mind. “Don’t alert Be and the others.”


    Quentin seemed to understand something. He replied in a hushed tone, “Yes, Chairman Salvador.”


    In the private club’s luxurious lounge, Lance did note alone. He brought Christopher and Charles,


    who had not made a public appearance in a while because he had just recovered.


    Christopher kept hisposure the whole time, while Charles red at Christopher viciously with red


    eyes. Charles almost crushed the ss by gripping it too hard.


    “Charles, why are you looking at me like that? Do you want a toast with me?” Christopher leisurely


    picked up his wine ss, pretending that he thought of something.


    Christopher blinked and said, “Oh, right. I just remembered. You can’t walk yet, and the doctor said you


    can’t consume alcohol for the time being. I forgot. Sorry, Charles.”


    Charles’s eyes bulged, and he wanted nothing more than to lunge at Christopher to break thetter’s


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    With Be’s help, Charles barely managed to save his left leg, but every time the temperature dropped


    or it rained, his bones would ache terribly.


    His right trouser leg was empty, with only a cold prosthetic.


    It was all thanks to Christopher!


    “Enough, Christopher. Say less.” Lance reminded him, but his tone was not as cold as before.


    “Father, I’m really concerned about Charles, but he seems to have misunderstood me.”


    Christopher spread his hands helplessly. “But I understand Charles. If I were in his ce, I might be


    even more emotionally unstable than him for never being able to stand upright again. Charles’ mindset


    is better than most people.”


    “Christopher!”


    Charles could not bear it anymore, mming on the table angrily.


    At this moment, the door opened.


    Lance’s secretary led Wyatt in. Lance stood up immediately, and his two sons followed suit.


    Charles’ movements with a crutch were slow and somewhat embarrassed, far less spirited than before,


    and his face was quite sunken.


    Christopher stared at the door, hoping for his beloved to appear.


    However, the next second, his sparkling eyes slowly dimmed.


    Coming in with Wyatt was not Be, the one he longed for, but Celeste and Amelia.