I didn't respond immediately. Instead, I arranged to meet Andrew and Ryan.
Only Andrew came.
He seemed unusually agitated, his forehead glistening with sweat from what must have been a rare run.
When he saw me, a flash of delight appeared in his eyes.
"Jules." His smile froze.
He gaped as Lucas strode over and sat beside me.
Lucas even draped a coat over my shoulders. Noticing Andrew's arrival, he smiled politely and gestured to the opposite seat. "Please sit, Mr. Scott."
Andrew's expression darkened instantly. His grip tightened around his briefcase, face turning icy.
"Jules, I don't want him here."
I looked up, crossed my arms, and leaned back.
"Mr. Scott, I'm here to discuss the online rumors about me, not for a private meeting. To avoid your wife misunderstanding, I hope you'
