CHAPTER 181: CHAPTER 101: WHEN I SAW HIM AGAIN (PART 1)

Roger Leonard said, "I understand how you’re feeling right now, but even if Dora is heartless, he cannot let you shoulder this burden alone. He must give you an explanation."

Rebecca Quentin sighed softly, "General Leonard, if you truly want to help me, then please help me keep this matter a secret, wherever I may be in the world in the future, I will silently bless you."

"Becca..."

"Just consider it a plea from me, Mr. Jones, you said we’re friends too..." Rebecca Quentin’s eyes were full of pity as she implored.

After some hesitation, Roger Leonard finally nodded his head, "I shouldn’t have come to T City."

Three days later, in New York.

Roger Leonard sat with his legs crossed on the genuine leather sofa in the president’s office of the "Skytop" company, idly tapping his fingers on the table.

At this moment, the secretary entered from outside, accompanied by Howard Geoffrey.

"President, those few officials are very difficult to handle; I’m afraid only your personal visit to France will be effective..."

"Schedule it for the next two days then!"

"Okay, I’ll help arrange your itinerary."

"Alright."

The secretary withdrew.

Howard Geoffrey glanced at Roger Leonard sitting on the sofa, then walked over to the liquor cabinet, asking, "Why didn’t you give me a heads-up when you arrived?"

Roger Leonard followed him to the liquor cabinet, accepting the ’82 Lafite that Howard Geoffrey handed over. He took a whiff of the red wine aroma through the glass and exclaimed, "Dora, only someone as wealthy as you can afford to serve guests with a wine worth tens of thousands of dollars!"

Howard Geoffrey clinked glasses with Roger Leonard, asking, "Bored again lately?"

Roger Leonard took a sip and seriously replied, "You know my jewelry business isn’t as busy as yours, plus the incident your elder brother caused last time, I finally got some downtime, so I came to New York to visit Aunt."

Howard Geoffrey responded casually, "Mm."

"Speaking of your elder brother... Dora, I heard from Jason Wood that you always admired your biological brother. Why did you break his game so easily this time?"

Who could have imagined that when both "Leonard" and "Jennings" faced the issues caused by Skyler Jones, Howard Geoffrey would drag Skyler Jones into a lawsuit due to problems with Sofia Corporation. Consequently, during the days "Leonard" and "Jennings" sought loans from the bank, Skyler Jones was detained at the police station, only being released after the companies resolved their crisis. Unfortunately, it was too late...

Howard Geoffrey’s gaze shifted to the large glass wall within the office, stating coolly, "His mind wasn’t even in this game."

Roger Leonard shrugged, "Indeed, women can always distract men."

The woman in Roger Leonard’s words was obviously unnecessary to specify, but Howard Geoffrey’s eyes underwent a slight change at this moment.

Roger Leonard clinked glasses with Howard Geoffrey again, asking, "Dora, speaking of women, I can’t help but ask... you’re already thirty-four, Aunt has always been eager to have a grandchild, haven’t you thought about finding a daughter-in-law to continue the family line soon?"

Howard Geoffrey sipped his wine, replied coolly, "I have my own discretion."

Roger Leonard teased tentatively, "Are you still thinking about..."

Howard Geoffrey shot him a cold, dark glance.

Roger Leonard immediately said sensibly, "Pretend I didn’t say anything."

Noon.

Roger Leonard arrived at Jones’ Mansion, located at Sandia Mountain.

Accompanying Mrs. Geoffrey for lunch, Roger Leonard chatted with her about the trivial matters that had happened recently, but noticed that the usually enthusiastic Mrs. Geoffrey seemed disinterested and absent-minded today.

"Aunt, Aunt..." Roger Leonard put down his utensils and called out twice.

Mrs. Geoffrey snapped back to reality, awkwardly saying, "Sorry... what is it?"

Roger Leonard smiled, "What were you so engrossed in thinking about?"

Mrs. Geoffrey’s face bloomed into a smile, "These past two days I saw a friend’s daughter, very beautiful and well-mannered, she has a family background that matches Howard Geoffrey’s. I want him to pursue the girl..."

Roger Leonard looked surprised, "Aunt, are you thinking about having a grandchild again?"

Mrs. Geoffrey was amused by Roger Leonard’s comment, "Unless Howard Geoffrey settles down, how can I have a grandchild?"

"Aunt, I asked Dora this afternoon as well, he said he has his own discretion."

Mrs. Geoffrey rolled her eyes at Roger Leonard, "Do you think I can let him continue like this? I don’t want to wait until I’m too old to move to have a grandchild."

Roger Leonard chuckled, "Actually, you’re even more anxious about your elder son..."

Mrs. Geoffrey sighed helplessly, "I don’t know when I can resolve the tension with my elder son... When we met last time, he barely wanted to talk to me, as if he only came to see me for Rebecca Quentin."

"You can’t blame your elder son; after all, being separated from you for over twenty years, he needs time to adjust."

"That’s why I need to resolve the issue with Howard Geoffrey first, before thinking about Skyler Jones..."

Roger Leonard smiled, hesitatingly said, "Aunt, actually there’s something I didn’t originally want to tell you, but seeing as you’re so eager to have a grandchild, I have to say..."

Mrs. Geoffrey astutely discerned Roger Leonard’s hesitation, asking, "What makes you so indecisive?"

"Aunt, Becca is expecting Dora’s child!"

Y City.

Skyler Jones carried Rebecca Quentin’s luggage into the apartment room after she just got off the plane, thoughtfully saying, "Becca, I’ve kept your apartment for you and already cleaned it. You can stay here tonight."

Rebecca Quentin gratefully said, "Thank you, Mr. Jones."

Skyler Jones put the luggage down and said warmly, "From now on, just call me Skyler!"

Rebecca Quentin smiled, "Perhaps it’s not appropriate, we can’t call like that at work."

Skyler Jones gently held Rebecca Quentin’s shoulder, his brows smiling, still with a gentle tone, "Work is work, in private we are private. Don’t forget, in others’ eyes, we’re still an engaged couple."

Not wanting to deliberately create distance, Rebecca Quentin nodded. "Alright then, Skyler." This is how friends can address each other.

Skyler Jones softly instructed, "Since you just got off the plane, rest well in the apartment this afternoon, I’ll pick you up for dinner tonight."

"Thank you."

"I have to go now, I have a meeting this afternoon, rest well at home."

"Okay."

Watching Skyler Jones leave, Rebecca Quentin closed the door and sighed lightly.

Sitting on the apartment sofa, she glanced around.

The place remains exactly as it was when she lived here before, except Aunt Clare is no longer around, leaving her alone.

A sense of loneliness inexplicably hit her, and at this moment, Rebecca Quentin unknowingly placed her hand on her abdomen.

No idea when it started, she found herself stroking her child whenever she felt alone.