With Ashley dragging Lucian back, it was ironic, considering she used to be the one getting dragged back. But today, the roles were reversed.
Even so, he didn't mind.
Lucian stood from his study, taking a short break after helping Gustav fix his schedule again. He looked out the window and opened it, immediately catching Ashley's voice as she yelled for Betty.
As if she hadn't already sent a few of their cars to the mechanic, there she was, doing what she had been doing the past few days—dragging Primo along with her as they worked in the garden.
"Master, here's your tea," Nolan's voice echoed in the room as he placed a cup of tea on the desk.
After setting it down, he hugged the tray to his chest and looked at the big boss. A smile curved on his face as he noticed the peace on Lucian's expression.
Just last night, things in the mansion had been heavy. Even this morning, there was a lingering oppressive aura. But now, all of that was gone.
