“Is that true?” James looked down at the girl in his arms.
Estella shook her head vigorously.
Obviously, what Lucian had just mentioned were not the real reasons—or at least not the only reasons—that Estella was crying so badly.
James turned his attention back to Lucian with a helpless expression. “If you’re going to be so secretive, then I won’t be able to help you.”
Lucian was a bit bewildered to hear that.
It was not that he was being secretive; those were really the only possible explanations he could think of.
However, since James had put it that way, it must mean that he was missing out on something.
At that realization, Lucian started thinking hard.
Estella stayed in James’ arms with the back of her head facing Lucian. It was as if every cell in her body was resisting her f
