CHAPTER 135: CHAPTER 135: TREASURE YOUR LIFE, STAY AWAY FROM LACHLAN WYATT!

Lachlan Wyatt’s indifference caught Iris Crawford by surprise. He rarely acted this way; she wasn’t sure what had thoroughly irritated him this time. Even as he left, William Thorne called after him twice, "Lachlan, did you leave Vera here alone?"

Even if he had a conflict with Iris Crawford, Vera was still someone they brought along, and she was a woman. Although Vera didn’t leave a good impression in their minds, turning and leaving without a word wasn’t gentlemanly.

"None of my business." However, Lachlan’s expression remained indifferent, without a glance back. "I hate people who make a fuss."

The words were aimed at Vera, but Iris Crawford felt like Lachlan’s gaze swept over her as well.

She was taken aback, and before she could gather her thoughts, Lachlan had already left. William, concerned, glanced back at her before catching up with Lachlan.

Now, Vera was left alone in the store, surrounded by clothes she had tried on without buying, utterly humiliated. Lachlan had no sense of chivalry, not considering how his sudden departure left Vera in such an awkward position!

Iris thought, Lachlan is just that kind of person. When he wants to leave, he doesn’t care about saving face for others.

After standing for a while, Iris pointed at the pile of clothes and said, "Just buy them all."

The sales associate was stunned.

The first to react was Patrick Pierce, who was about to reach for his card when Iris stopped him.

"I’ll take care of it."

Before him, Iris used her own card. "Buy all the clothes that the young lady tried on just now."

Vera was crying her eyes out, not expecting Iris to start paying.

She immediately shouted at Iris, "What are you trying to do? Are you trying to humiliate me again? Lachlan’s already gone; you win!"

"Who cares about winning or losing with you?"

Iris smiled as she paid and signed, "Do you think you’re on my level?"

Vera’s face turned ghostly pale. She had come out with Lachlan and William, without her assistant to back her up. Now she couldn’t even match Iris. "What do you mean?"

"After buying the clothes, don’t deliver them to me."

As Iris spoke, her face remained expressionless, "Pick some durable ones from the pile and donate them to children in poor areas. I’ll have someone from my company contact you about the channel. The rest, send them to The Hale Family."

"May I ask who The Hale Family is...?"

"Ronan Hale and Elspeth Kane."

She mentioned names that made the sales associate’s face change dramatically. Everyone knew this high-profile couple—was this woman also acquainted with them?

They were true aristocrats!

"They have a daughter not much younger than me." Iris flicked her hair, "She loves cosplay. It’s great for her to play with, and maybe she can come up with some new styles based on them."

Patrick Pierce began mulling over the high-society names, "The daughter you mentioned, is it Quinn Hale?"

"Yes."

Iris smiled, "The one with Sinclair Wyatt; she’s adorable!"

Quinn Hale loved this sort of thing, and she would probably be delighted. As for the durable clothes, donating them to those in need made good use of them.

What a clever move of using borrowed flowers to offer Buddha!

In doing so, Iris not only showcased her big-heartedness but also made a favorable impression on The Hale Family.

The sales associate never imagined meeting such a woman today.

Especially when she completed her purchase and gave all her instructions, she gracefully and respectfully apologized to them, "I apologize for the personal issues that affected your store ambiance. I’m truly sorry for any inconvenience."

The sales associate transformed into her fan on the spot. How could anyone dislike such a polite and respectful heiress?

As soon as Iris spoke, even the people around her had a change in gaze, "Not at all, you’re our customer. We could never hold anything against you."

"Exactly, and you’re donating to children in poor areas; it’s an honor for our brand. I’ll apply to send more durable items, representing our brand’s care!"

Iris nodded slightly as an apology and then left the store with Patrick, walking upright as if nothing could defeat her!

Even after her silhouette disappeared, the conversations lingered in the air—"Look at that, truly from an upper-class family; my goodness, such bearing!"

"Her style is just different, she opens up the world directly!"

"Such a well-bred woman, even her problem-solving method is different from others..."

Vera listened to their discussions, feeling humiliated, her face turning white and then red. Iris’s move made her look inferior; how would others view her now?

Fingers clenched tightly, Vera said nothing as she stormed out of the store in high heels. She dared not think about the gazes from behind. Iris was the only one who could make Vera lose face so badly!

She would never let Iris get away with it!

Clenching her teeth, she reached the mall entrance, her anger having no outlet. She called her assistant to pick her up and cursed, "It’s all your fault for not being here! Leaving me to face them alone, do you know how nasty Iris is? I’m furious!"

******

"I’m furious!!!"

Lachlan Wyatt shouted as he got home.

William hadn’t left, watching Lachlan storm around amusingly and noticing even his movements weren’t small as he entered the house.

"Is this place yours?" William asked, curious, "Nice decor."

"It’s Iris’s."

Lachlan answered irritably, "We lived here together before; she moved out later."

"So you’re left all alone in an empty house."

William Thorne clapped with a smile, "Looks like you’re really upset."

Lachlan Wyatt irritably smashed a pillow on the sofa, "Seeing her with Patrick Pierce just infuriates me, but I can’t take it out on Mr. Pierce..."

"What you did today to that dress was definitely not right."

William Thorne sat down next to him, "But I understand when you’re that angry, you do things out of your control. I was the same back then."

"Oh." Lachlan gave William a glance, "And what happened afterward?"

"The consequence was nearly losing my wife." William spread his hands, "If you’re ready to face that consequence, then I won’t say anything about your actions."

Lachlan simply couldn’t be bothered to pretend anymore and sprawled out on the sofa, resting his chin on the pillow, his fair face filled with gloom, "I don’t know why lately, my mood is easily swayed by Iris Crawford. Anyway, seeing a man next to her just irritates me."

"Sounds like jealousy."

"Jealous my ass." Lachlan rejected without thinking, "I never had those kinds of thoughts about her..."

"If you didn’t have those thoughts, why did you touch her?"

William Thorne sneered, insinuating, "Feeling frisky? Like a dog in heat?"

Lachlan responded without thinking, "Yeah, you got it right."

"..." William really wanted to pull Lachlan up and give him a beating, "I learned something from Kieran Fairfax that I can use to scold you now."

Lachlan glanced at him, with three question marks hovering over his forehead.

"You’re like two broken bulldozers out of ten collection—like eight tons of bulldozing."

"..." Lachlan sat up from the sofa in anger, "I knew that brat wouldn’t have anything nice to say!"

The domestic young mistress Kieran Fairfax, practicing cooking at home, sneezed hard.

Despite the scolding, William still had to point things out to Lachlan, "Lachlan, you need to really face your inner feelings. Like today, did you really rip up the dress just because Vera was annoying? It’s more than that, right? It’s also because seeing Iris and Patrick shopping together made you lose your mind, right?"

Lachlan’s fingers clenched suddenly!

But he didn’t show any expression on his face.

"Perhaps the current crisis isn’t enough to wake you up."

William leaned closer to Lachlan’s face, the two handsome men stared at each other, and William’s eyes were entirely different from Lachlan’s.

Both had dark pupils, but William’s eyes were filled with affection.

Did Anne Sawyer turn him human?

Lachlan’s gaze was still like a beast, unrestrained by any reins. He could invade, he could roar, but he just couldn’t love.

"One day, a crisis big enough will make you realize Iris’s place in your heart, and by then, it might all be too late."

William blinked, "Do you know what I’m talking about?"

Lachlan’s heart felt like it was being squeezed tightly, "What do you mean..."

"What if Iris was about to get married?"

William let out a low laugh, "Can you still deceive yourself?"

Just imagining that scenario made Lachlan feel suffocated.

If Iris... was going to get married?

Suddenly clenching his teeth, a fierce look appeared in Lachlan’s eyes, "I won’t let her get married." Not before he’s done with her.

"Let’s leave it at that."

William straightened up, stopped talking further and magically took out a letter from his pocket.

The long, slender envelope was simple, but the moment Lachlan saw the seal on it, his pupils contracted.

"The emblem of the Kingdom of L?"

"The Federation M is closely connected with the Kingdom of L." William simply referred to the Federation of Zelaria as Federation M, "Federation M relies greatly on the Kingdom of L for military and economic support. This letter is from someone high up in the Kingdom, and guess who it involves?"

Lachlan quickly processed this in his mind, gasping sharply.

William’s gaze was approving, as expected from Lachlan, who understood without being told much.

"After hearing about you, a member of the Royal Family of the Kingdom of L sent me an invitation, inviting your firm to help resolve a scandal, and if you manage to resolve their royal scandal, they’ll also assist with the issue of human trafficking in Federation M."

William smiled, "I think Iris would be very eager to go, wouldn’t she? After all, she’s always wanted to solve that women’s trafficking incident."

Lachlan’s gaze shifted slightly, the involvement in this trip was too great, could Iris handle it all on her own?

"Oh, and don’t forget I didn’t remind you, the client is the First Prince of the Kingdom of L, and it’s rumored that he’s handsome but very unpredictable..." William grinned, "If Iris goes, she might just clash with him."

Lachlan immediately squeezed the envelope, sneering, "I absolutely won’t let Iris go!"

William smiled even more annoyingly, "Oh, I forgot to tell you, when you bumped into Iris earlier, I took the liberty of sliding an identical invitation into her pocket."

Lachlan was stunned, now having been home for a while, if Iris had also returned home to rest, she would surely find the letter snuck by William in her pocket, and knowing her, she’d start planning her trip immediately...

Lachlan gritted his teeth, "William, you’re really ruining things for me!"

"I’m quite supportive of Iris stepping up for the marginalized." William quickly moved away from Lachlan to avoid being grabbed, he laughed as he moved towards the door, "In a few days, Iris is headed abroad, and you won’t be able to control her! The First Prince of the Kingdom of L is waiting for her! Oh! Treasure life, stay away from Lachlan!"