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Brody and his friends exhaled in visible relief, their gratitude toward Docie palpable. She briefly met their eyes before looking away, hiding her lingering disgust.
Dane’s brow creased faintly. Had this been his sister or someone close to him, he wouldn’t have hesitated to ensure the bullies faced consequences.
Yet, he and Docie weren’t close, and it wasn’t his place to intervene beyond what he’d already done.
Dane glanced at Brody and his friends, his voice cold. “Docie has let it go, so we’ll leave it at that. But if this happens again…”
“No, it won’t!”
After repeated assurances from Brody and his friends, Dane finally led Docie away.
Once outside the restaurant, he turned to Docie. “How did you end up encountering them in the corridor?”
Docie hesitated, biting her lip. “I was working on a project and heard someone I wanted to collaborate with was here. I thought I might run into her, but I didn’t expect…” She trailed off. Dane paused, staring at the top of her head for a moment before looking away.
“There’s another entrance for customers.
The person you were looking for may have already left. You’ve had a fright. I’ll take you home.”
Dane pulled out his phone, quickly messaging Susan before heading to the driver’s side of his car.
Docie briefly eyed Dane’s luxury car, remembering the last time she saw it—when he’d driven it to pick up Susan.
She clenched her fist, then opened the passenger door.
The moment she settled into the car, Docie noticed something. Rather than the opulent interior, her eyes first fell on a photo of Susan, displayed before her.
The photo showed Susan in a graceful, fitted light blue dress, standing on a small bridge over a stream. Her smile was warm, and her eyes glowed with affection.
Docie was captivated. Susan looked stunningly beautiful and serene. Even as a woman, Docie couldn’t deny the photo was wonderfully captured.
Dane drove with calm precision. Docie kept silent, aware of the constant phone calls Dane was receiving.
Dane kept his eyes on the road ahead.
Though Docie couldn’t hear the conversations, his composed replies made her glance at him repeatedly. Belonging to a powerful family, Dane exuded refinement and intelligence. His appearance matched his status, and judging by Susan’s photo, he seemed deeply devoted to her.
Docie pursed her lips, stealing a quick glance at Dane again. He remained unaware of her subtle observation. When the car reached her building, she stayed seated, clutching her phone. Dane glanced at her. “Anything else?”
Docie paused before gathering her courage. “Thank you for taking me back today, Mr. Patton. Could I have your number?”
Since Docie was Susan’s apprentice, Dane felt it was a reasonable request and agreed.
He unlocked his phone and showed his number to her.
After saving his number on her phone, Docie also added him on WhatsApp.
When Dane locked his phone, she immediately noticed Susan’s photo as his lock screen background.
Unable to resist, she spoke. “Mr. Patton, you and Susan seem to have a wonderful relationship. She’s mentioned your past before.” Dane’s usually cold expression softened slightly at her words.
“I’m very fortunate to have met her,” he replied.
Docie stood by the road, watching Dane’s car drive off before heading upstairs.
After freshening up, she sat on the bed and located Dane’s Facebook account using his number.
His posts were straightforward, divided into three categories: business news, family posts, and charming everyday moments with Susan.
Docie gazed at a photo of Dane and Susan together, his gentle smile radiating warmth. She found herself lost in the happiness on his face, then saved the image.
Meanwhile, Dane returned to the family manor, where Susan had just finished washing up and was sitting at her vanity. “Honey, what happened tonight?”
She was still pondering the message Dane had sent earlier, mentioning an unexpected delay.
Dane hadn’t said much at the time, but now he walked over, pulling her into his arms. Her soft fragrance enveloped him, and he said, “I met your apprentice today…”
He explained what happened with Docie to Susan, kissing her cheek. “She’s fine. Don’t worry.”
As Dane spoke, he picked up the hairdryer to dry Susan’s hair when his phone buzzed.
He checked the phone. It was a message from Waylon.
“Bro, Andrew’s being heartless. His late-night status update is making me jealous!”
Waylon’s tone was laced with frustration toward Andrew.
Dane raised an eyebrow, confused by his brother’s complaints, before clicking on Andrew’s status update.
The photo showed a handsome man and a beautiful woman walking hand-in-hand down the street. No text accompanied it, but the image exuded a perfect, harmonious vibe.
Dane raised an eyebrow again, understanding exactly what his brother was feeling.
He glanced at Susan, who sat quietly, and a mischievous thought crossed his mind.
“Darling, play along with me for this.”
Holding his phone, Dane fiddled with it briefly before uploading the freshly taken picture to his WhatsApp status. He turned to Waylon and said, “Don’t worry. I already got revenge for you.”
After successfully sending the message, Dane set his phone aside and, with a fond smile, told Susan, who had been silently watching, “Forget him; let me finish drying your hair.”
Susan noticed the sly smile tugging at Dane’s lips and couldn’t help but pity Waylon.
At that moment, Waylon felt delighted, convinced that Dane, his big brother, had truly come through with his promise of revenge. Eagerly, he opened Dane’s profile to see exactly how he had exacted his revenge. But when he saw his status update, the smile on his face disappeared, replaced by sheer indignation.
Dane’s idea of “revenge” turned out to be a photo of him drying Susan’s hair. What kind of revenge was that? It felt more like a second attack!
Waylon decided he couldn’t let this slide. Instead of confronting Dane outright, he took a screenshot of the update and shared it in the family group chat, determined to badmouth Dane there.
However, Howard was quick to respond with a picture of himself visiting Milly on set and enjoying a late-night snack together.
Watching his children’s antics, Glenn handed his phone to Elaine, commenting, “Look at this.
They’re grown adults, yet still so childish.” Though Glenn’s words sounded critical, a smile lingered on his face.
Elaine walked over with two glasses of milk, handing him one.
Glenn snapped a quick photo and posted it in the group chat.
“Make sure to get some rest, everyone.”
All three Patton brothers knew about Elaine’s habit of bringing milk to Glenn, and once again, Waylon felt an invisible stab.
Frustrated, he angrily switched off his phone, vowing to find a girlfriend to turn things around.
Notifications from the group chat kept coming. Isabella and Andrew were strolling by a small river in the park when she pulled out her phone, thinking it was something urgent, only to be amused by what she saw.
Andrew, standing beside Isabella and unaware of what was on her phone, noticed her soft chuckle and asked, “What’s so funny?” Isabella glanced at him, then handed over her phone, revealing the source of her amusement. “Here, take a look.”
Andrew accepted the phone and scrolled through the chat, his expression subtly changing as he read.
He hadn’t anticipated Waylon causing such a stir. As he moved to return the phone, Andrew noticed the smile still on Isabella’s face and hesitated.
After all, it was because of Waylon showing off his sister that he had met Isabella. He figured he should do something now.
Gently, Andrew asked, “Do you think we should help Waylon find a girlfriend?”
Isabella looked surprised at his suggestion but shook her head after a moment.