Lachlan Wyatt probably never thought he would hear sothing like this from Iris Crawford. In the past, he hurt her with confidence, but now the situation had reversed.
When Iris hurt him, apparently she didn’t even blink.
It was like an invisible knife stabbed into his heart, leaving it bloody and mangled. Lachlan could not find the words, but the mbers of the firm tried to smooth things over, "Alright, alright, wow, it’s a bloodbath the mont you guys et... haven’t you been separated for five years?"
The word "separated" was quite accurate. Perhaps for Iris, Lachlan was like a virus, sothing she could not touch.
Just then, Orion Crawford ca out to et his sister, warmly welcoming everyone in. The friction between Iris and Lachlan was smoothly transitioned away by the group’s chatter, until Lachlan sensed sothing was off.
What about Skye Lockwood?
Over these five years, Iris vanished from the public eye, and Skye Lockwood seed to have disappeared along with her.
At the ti of the kidnapping case, he was puzzled as to why Skye and Iris were kidnapped together. It seed like Skye got caught up in it too, but now it seed Lachlan should really reconsider this possibility...
Could it be that Iris went to The Kingdom of L to resolve rumors only to find out they involved Skye Lockwood?
Lachlan was left bewildered. Back then, he only focused on how Iris resolved the situation and never asked what actually happened. After returning, he dissolved the firm in haste, upset by the news of Iris getting married...
Sitting in front of the table Orion had prepared, Iris placed Felix Crawford next to her. To celebrate Iris’s first return in five years, Orion opened an extraordinarily expensive bottle of Romanée-Conti to show his delight.
"Truly a sister-obsessive, a wine bottle worth a house just like that..."
Peach held up her glass, "Quick, quick, let have a taste!"
"Mommy, I want to try it too!"
Felix raised a glass almost as big as his face and asked Iris, "Can I drink wine?"
Before Iris could speak, a hand reached over and covered the rim of his glass.
Felix looked at his young father.
Lachlan stared at him immovably, "Kids are not allowed to drink alcohol."
"Not even wine?"
Felix, a master of feigned innocence, made a tiny pinch gesture and said in his little voice, "Just a tiny bit!"
"No."
Lachlan took away his wine glass and replaced it with a bottle of orange juice in front of Felix.
The little boy sulked, not expecting to suddenly have a dad to boss him around!
Iris, however, didn’t intervene in her son’s interaction with Lachlan. After all, the fact was right in front of her; even if she tried to escape again with Felix, they would inevitably et.
So why not let the child make his own choice?
She hadn’t told Felix about the past nor wanted him to mature prematurely because of it. Whether hate or love, it was for Felix to decide himself. Even as mother and son, Felix had no right to forgive anyone on her behalf; neither did she have the right to control Felix to hate anyone for her sake.
With a sigh in her heart, Iris’s gaze remained firm, as if the past five years had only made her more resolute. Just as Lachlan was making overtures, she could leave without looking back, and at that mont, footsteps approached from outside the door.
When Iris looked up, she saw Dane Rivers standing at the door. It seed he had received so news and rushed over intentionally, arriving breathlessly in front of Iris.
Not having seen each other for five years, he ran so fast he almost lost his balance. Stumbling to reach Iris, he held onto her shoulder.
Looking up, he bumped right into the overwhelming aura of Dane rushing towards her.
Five years, and this clumsy straight man...
"Long ti no see." Iris felt a myriad of emotions, wanting to say sothing, only to be fiercely hugged by Dane.
As he hugged her, Dane didn’t restrain his excitent, expressing everything with emphasis, "Ah! You wicked woman! You have such a ruthless heart! How could you leave for five years? Ah! Five years, do you know how I’ve gotten through these years? Ahhhh! Iris! There were rumors passing around that you got married and even had a child, I went there to fight them, no way, Iris, you’re not the type to rush into marriage, you..."
Before he could finish, Dane halted.
He saw the mini version of Lachlan beside Iris, with his pink, cute, mischievous little face, blinking at him and saying, "Hello, handso brother."
Dane scread with shock, "Where did this little demon co from!"
Iris gave him a flick on the head, "This is my own son!"
Dane was dumbfounded, trembling as he walked to the edge of the sofa, almost rolling around complaining, "Where did this child co from, ah! Where did this child co from! I don’t want to hear! I don’t care!"
He looked at Felix’s face, then at Lachlan’s face, suddenly feeling as if the sky had collapsed, "Lachlan, it turns out to be you..."
Lachlan spread his hands, "This story is long, although Felix is my child, the person Iris got married to isn’t ..."
Dane hugged a cushion from the sofa, tears as wide as noodles rolling down his face, "The hatred of seizing one’s wife is irreconcilable... I was waiting until I got older and more mature to pursue Iris again, sobbing, Iris, look at now, don’t I have the charm of a mature man?"
"..." How absurd! How could any mature man roll around on the sofa like this!
Seraphina Colbert, holding chopsticks, coaxed him like a child, "Rivers, why not stop crying and co over to eat with us?"
Felix Crawford patted the bench, "Co sit at the kids’ table with ."
"Am I not mature?" Dane Rivers, with his fair and handso face, said to Iris Crawford, "Five years! Look at ! Iris Crawford!"
Iris Crawford nodded, "I’m looking."
"Am I handso?"
Iris Crawford laughed, "Handso, you’ve gotten even more handso after five years, try to grow taller and surpass Lachlan Wyatt next year."
Lachlan Wyatt, while eating, let out a snort, "Dream on!"
But Dane Rivers, still the sa fool, was encouraged by Iris Crawford. His deanor brightened imdiately, and he eagerly grabbed a stool to sit beside Iris Crawford, "Really? Iris Crawford, when are you getting a divorce, let know, and I’ll launch fireworks at our village entrance and hold a banquet with ten tables."
Lachlan Wyatt’s forehead veins almost popped, "You’re dreaming big!"
Dane Rivers was still a bit afraid of Lachlan Wyatt; after all, Lachlan Wyatt was considered a mysterious figure in their circle. He shrank his neck and then said to Iris Crawford, "Actually, there’s another reason I ca to see you, Iris Crawford. Gia is about to be released from prison, and I heard Vera has targeted her..."
Gia?
Iris Crawford’s gaze suddenly sharpened as she said, "Tell the details... these past five years, could it be..."
"Gia was even injured in prison, I heard it was Vera who did it. She wanted soone to provoke Gia into committing a cri in prison, extending her ti, so she couldn’t get out."
"There’s such a thing?"
Sarah Shaw slamd the table, but when she wanted to do sothing, she suddenly rembered, the firm... had already disbanded.
Everyone only gathered here because of Iris Crawford.
Even that firm, no one had visited it, and it probably had been rented out again.
Five years had passed.
They might all have been forgotten in the vast sea of people.
Jonas Kingsley used those five years to restrain his dark charm for quiet recuperation, while they had already scattered across all corners of the globe.
And Iris Crawford now had a child, which ant she had a weakness, so doing such risky things wasn’t very safe anymore.
"We..." Peach lowered her head, her eyelashes trembling, "might never again—"
Iris Crawford clenched her fingers, "We haven’t made an appearance for five years."
"Alright... maybe everyone should return to a peaceful life," Dane Rivers picked up a piece of at, "Hector told about this, but maybe I was being presumptuous. You can pretend I never said anything."
The al suddenly beca very quiet, and when Iris Crawford returned at night, looking at the deepening night through the window, she said to Lachlan Wyatt’s back, "No need to see out."
Lachlan Wyatt felt a sting in his heart but still responded, "No need to see out."
The crowd gradually left, and the house beca quiet, but Iris Crawford couldn’t rest easy. Her heart felt like it had a thorn in it, itching and hurting.
A familiar feeling surged through her veins, trying to break the chains that held it.
Iris Crawford’s brows and eyes were sharp, and after checking on the already sleeping Felix Crawford, she swiftly slipped into the night outside the house.
The path back to the firm was all too familiar, even causing her heartbeat to quicken on the way.
It had been five years since she last returned, five years since its dissolution. What was she hoping for in revisiting in the dead of night?
Perhaps everything no longer existed.
But when she arrived at the firm’s entrance, she discovered it was brightly lit inside!
The mont she pushed the door open and entered, everyone was sitting on the sofa, as if the past five years had never existed. They were still legendary themselves, capable of turning all darkness upside down—five years on, I can still leap into the flas of misfortune for you without hesitation.
Lachlan Wyatt sat in the back as he did five years ago, with the sa nonchalant expression, his eyes filled with wild determination.
Yet, when he looked at Iris Crawford, there was a trace of complexity in his gaze that she couldn’t understand.
He remained the strongest support for everyone, and five years ago was also the unshakeable figure behind Iris Crawford.
But now, Iris Crawford, you have beco your own god.
Seeing Iris Crawford in a daze, Peach winked at her, "I thought I would be the last to arrive, didn’t expect, Birdie, you’re later than !"
Jas Chesterton waved his hand, "Oh? I knew you would co."
From the sound of it...
"Everyone..." Iris Crawford’s eyes sparkled with joy, "Did you all co back here in the middle of the night because of Gia’s matter..."
"How could we leave it alone?" Jas Chesterton turned around the laptop screen, "Now quickly get back into place! Tomorrow we’re heading to the prison gate to pick up Gia, rember to bring Noelle Rivers and Patrick Pierce along!"
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