Chapter 501


    Spencer persuaded him, “Mr. Nn, please calm down. Otherwise, your injury will only get worse!”


    Lucas remained silent and had a pained expression.


    He pursed his thin lips and clenched his teeth.


    He stared intently at Ashlyn, who was on the balcony.


    When he saw Jared pick her up and leave, he felt a wrench in his heart. The man beside her now


    should have been me!


    He took a deep breath and flung himself onto his bed.


    He sent Ashlyn a WhatsApp message: Honey, what’re you doing? I’ve recently headed to Maredania


    for a business trip…


    After sending the self-deluding message, he closed his eyes and endured the pain in his heart…


    At the Fraser Residence.


    L returned to the empty vi that was once filled with theughter of a young girl.


    She had disappeared for a few days.


    No matter how much he searched, he could not find a trace of her.


    He started pacing around the room in a state of panic.


    He took a seat in Charlotte’s room and stared at the photograph on the table. Her bashful smile looked


    like a flower about to bloom.


    He caressed the photo and mumbled, “Lottie, just where on earth are you?”


    No matter how many resources L devoted into looking for Charlotte, he was unable to find her.


    He slumped onto the sofa dejectedly and felt a strange sense of emptiness in his chest.


    Before he realized, he had fallen asleep.


    In his drowsy state, there seemed to be someone in front of him putting a nket over him gently.


    He opened his eyes and stared at the beautiful face in front of him nkly. He held her hand and


    eximed, “Lottie, you’re back!”


    Olivia’s expression darkened and her hand that was in the middle of cing the nket over him froze.


    She snapped, “It’s me.”


    That’s the voice of a mature woman. She’s not Lottie?


    L jumped in his seat and squinted at the woman in front of her. It was his matchmaking partner


    from a few days back, Olivia.


    Olivia was in a red one-piece dress that highlighted her figure and wore light makeup on her beautiful


    face. She looked like a typical, refined socialite.


    L let go of her embarrassedly and rubbed his temples, “Why are you here?”


    Olivia suppressed her anger and took a seat beside him. She exined, “I heard that your foster


    daughter was missing, so I came to take a look.”


    “Thanks for your concern,” L replied tly.


    Olivia was not young either. She was twenty-eight then, two years younger than L.


    She extended a fair hand and ced it on L’s. She dered, “Mr. Fraser, I’m interested in you.


    Why don’t we try dating?”


    “Ms. Warhol, I believe I’ve told you this before, but I already have someone else in mind,” L


    declined. His head hurt. This woman must’vee on my mother’s orders. That’s probably how she


    got my address as well.


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    Olivia reacted as though he had just told a joke and chuckled, “So what? As long as you’re not married,


    I still have a chance. Even if you are, there’s still the possibility of divorce! So what if you love someone


    else?”


    She clutched L’s hand tightly and ced it on her thigh. She enquired coquettishly, “You’re


    already thirty. Don’t you want to do it?”


    Her eyes were filled with a seductive charm as she held L’s hand tightly.


    L had not expected the woman to act so boldly during their second meeting.


    He retracted his hand and got up, “Ms. Warhol, please keep your hands to yourself. A woman must


    learn to love herself before she can be loved.”


    He added impatiently, “I’m busy. Ms. Warhol, the exit is this way.”


    He then strode outside without giving Olivia a chance to reply.