Chapter 187

Each time someone mentioned Guinevere, there would be many others itching to talk about Weston
and Henry.

Weston used to find it boring, and that hadn’t changed. “What has this got to do with Henry?”

“Is he still in that wheelchair, refusing to receive treatment?” Lucas couldn’t figure out what that man
was thinking. “Does he really think remaining disabled would ache that female bodyguard’s heart and
she’d come running back to him?”

Lucas was different from both of them. He had been with Yvonne very early on and never considered
getting involved with another woman. As such, he didn’t face as much trouble as these two men did.

Everyone thought that Henry was devoted to Guinevere, yet he brought that female bodyguard
everywhere he went and allowed no one to harbor any designs on her.

His friends initially thought that he was trying to distract himself with the female bodyguard, having had
his hopes of pursuing Guinevere snuffed out. They did not expect him to become increasingly serious
about her.

Just when they thought that things were about to become official between the both of them, Henry dealt
a brutal blow to her and kicked her away ruthlessly. Yet, when she really left him, Henry went
everywhere in search of her, even refusing to receive treatment for his legs.

Despite his desperation, the female bodyguard that used to only have eyes for him never appeared
again.

Although things happened way back in the past, people still enjoyed bringing up Henry at the mention
of Guinevere for fun.



“His affairs have nothing to do with me,” Weston said expressionlessly. “As long as he doesn’t die, he
can sit in that wheelchair for as long as he likes.”

Despite what Weston said, Lucas knew clearly that Weston did care about Henry’s plight.

He wouldn’t have asked for his help to treat Henry, otherwise.

Weston and Henry grew up together and were close as brothers. Despite at times appearing as though
they were at loggerheads, Guinevere’s existence didn’t seem to affect their relationship

It might be a hardtell on a day-to-day basis, but the occurrence of major incidents proved that both of
them were standing on the same side.



“Actually, I’m rather curious…” Lucas suddenly said. “If Henry really were to fancy Ella, how would you
react?”

Since he and Henry grew up together, it made sense that they had the same taste in women. Of
course, Lucas knew he was asking for a beating with his question, but he couldn’t help but try to trigger
a different reaction from Weston.

Silence ensued.

A dark glint flashed past Weston’s eyes as he glanced at Lucas. “You seem to be bored out of your wits
today.”

Lucas smiled. “If it weren’t for you, I’d already be in bed with my wife. It would be a waste ili don’t look
for some excitement to pass the time,



Weston sipped on his champagne and didn’t say anything further. Light notes of a piano playing
suddenly came from somewhere. Lucas lifted his head and looked in the direction of another hall.

“A piano duet?” His interest was piqued. Lucas had starkly different hobbies from that of other rich
heirs. He liked his peace and quiet and dabbled in classical music. Although he didn’t know how to play
them himself, he would sometimes attend concerts and was skilled in appraising musical
performances. He stood up eagerly. “I’ll go over and take a look.” Weston wasn’t interested in such
things, but since there wasn’t anything else better to do, he followed Henry, all while sneaking a glance
at his phone. Stella still hadn’t texted him yet. His eyes grew cold and he shut his phone off in
frustration.

Both men walked to the other hall, where the piano was situated right in the middle of the stage

Lucas walked over and saw that it was a man and woman at the piano. He smiled and commented,
“Both of them share quite the synergy. I wonder if they are a real couple?”

As he spoke, he gradually collected himself. The moment he caught sight of the woman’s face, he
halted in his footsteps and turned instinctively towards Weston.

Weston also sensed the change in Lucas’ mood and followed his gaze.

That was when he saw Stella, whom he thought was still at work, playing the piano intimately with
another man.


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