Florence left the private room. Eddie was still eating, head bowed, while Lancelot's expression gradually turned cold.
He looked at his phone. Evelyn had sent him a message.
Evelyn: Florence, I'm coming to pick you up. Why didn't you tell me you were discharged early? Where are you now? I'll go get you.
Lancelot locked his phone and took a sip of hot water.
Eddie said, "Once you start doubting, those charges will hold up. What do you say? You don't even want to return to the Foster family now?"
"I'll handle it," he replied. "I can't go back to the Foster family right now."
"All right," Eddie said. "Where do you want to go? I have an empty apartment."
Lancelot looked towards Florence, who was paying the bill outside. Eddie understood immediately.
"All right. Looks like you want to c
