CHAPTER 241: CHAPTER 241: STAY IN TOUCH

Keith Hughes smiled, his beautiful almond-shaped eyes carrying a hint of regret: "I see, what a coincidence to run into you, I was hoping we could have coffee together, but it seems that’s not possible."

Seraphina Sinclair opened her mouth, intending to refuse, but considering he had just helped her and was an old acquaintance, it felt inappropriate to do so.

She made an apologetic gesture, asking Keith Hughes to wait a little.

After notifying Skylark, she finally put down her phone and smiled politely at Keith Hughes: "Thank you so much today, senior, there’s a nice café not far from here, let me treat you to a coffee as a thank-you."

"I would be honored." Keith Hughes squinted his eyes slightly, the mischievousness that flashed in them went unnoticed.

Inside the elegantly furnished café, Seraphina Sinclair and Keith Hughes sat facing each other.

Having not seen each other for a long time, Keith Hughes surprisingly felt no sense of unfamiliarity. His face, more delicate than a woman’s, was always adorned with a gentle smile like a spring breeze. He looked at Seraphina Sinclair with a grin, as if she were a rare treasure.

He seemed comfortable, while Seraphina Sinclair felt very awkward.

After all, they hadn’t seen each other in many years, and he was once her pursuer. Such a relationship, how could it not be awkward?

They sat there, neither of them speaking first.

Eventually, feeling the awkwardness, Seraphina Sinclair spoke up: "Senior, if there’s nothing else, then I..."

"Rosalie Quinn mentioned that you’re getting married?" Before Seraphina Sinclair could finish, Keith Hughes suddenly interrupted.

Seraphina Sinclair hesitated for two seconds, then said softly, "There’s nothing like that."

She and Desmond Fairchild were over; not to mention marriage, they would probably struggle to even remain friends in future meetings.

Moreover, she indeed didn’t want to have any more entanglements with Desmond Fairchild. A man’s heart had changed, pursuing it further would be futile.

"Really? But seeing that you’re doing well now, I feel relieved." Saying this, Keith Hughes took out his cell phone, smiling at Seraphina Sinclair, "I wonder if I could have the honor of getting my junior’s contact information. I’ve been abroad for years and just came back, things have changed a lot domestically, I might need to seek your advice on many matters."

Seraphina Sinclair felt it would be rude not to give it, so they exchanged WeChat contacts and stored each other’s phone numbers.

For some reason, Skylark was astonishingly slow, resulting in Seraphina Sinclair and Keith Hughes sitting in the café for more than half an hour.

Logically, they should have endless topics to talk about after reuniting after such a long time. However, Seraphina Sinclair had just broken up, and back then she hadn’t paid much attention to Keith Hughes, so most of their conversation consisted of him asking questions and her answering them.

That being said, Keith Hughes was quite talkative and had a pleasant character. Initially, it was a bit awkward, but after chatting for a while, Seraphina Sinclair gradually got used to this mode of interaction.

"It’s getting late, I have things to do in the afternoon, so I won’t delay you from your shopping." Keith Hughes said, standing up, playfully winking at Seraphina Sinclair, then raising his phone, "Let’s stay in touch."

Seraphina Sinclair also hurriedly stood up: "Sure, let’s stay in touch."

After seeing Keith Hughes leave, Seraphina Sinclair finally called to urge Skylark, only to find out the girl mistakenly thought she had a male companion and decided to sneak off.

Originally, she had been sent out shopping by Joel White, with Skylark accompanying her, which was quite alright. Now that Skylark was gone, she had no mood for leisure shopping alone and flagged down a taxi to go back to the island.

As she was about to leave, Quentin Jennings who was sitting nearby reminded: "Isn’t Seraphina leaving? Aren’t you going after her?"

Desmond Fairchild sat opposite Quentin Jennings with a cold face, silent.

Quentin Jennings added: "Who was that guy just now, daring to flirt with Seraphina like that? He doesn’t seem to be anything good."

"Investigate." Desmond Fairchild put down his coffee, his gaze suddenly turning cold, "Every person who appears by her side must be thoroughly checked."

"Okay, got it." Quentin Jennings shrugged helplessly.

If only he had known this before, why push her away back then? But these words, Quentin Jennings still wouldn’t dare to say in front of Desmond Fairchild.

Seraphina Sinclair wasn’t aware that Desmond Fairchild was also in Aridia; both of them almost crossed paths.

With Diamond Island and Desmond Fairchild’s dual protection, Seraphina Sinclair actually wasn’t in any danger.

It’s just that her depression hadn’t been cured yet, and when Camille White brought it up again to treat her, she once more displayed a resistant attitude.

Originally, for Jude Sinclair and Desmond Fairchild, she was determined to cure her depression, but after Desmond Fairchild shifted his affection, she temporarily gave up on the idea of treatment.

After returning to the island, everyone was all smiles and even planned to hold a party to celebrate.

However, mixed among the crowd, there were still a few who couldn’t stand Seraphina Sinclair.

The most notable among them was Joel White’s fiancée.

Every time she saw Seraphina Sinclair, she wore an unfriendly face, seemingly born with a discord with Seraphina Sinclair, she kept finding ways to trouble her every day.

Sure enough, early in the morning she started acting up.

Seraphina Sinclair had just gotten out of bed and saw Fiona Dunn sitting proudly in the hall, commanding the servants at her home.

"Do you even know how to do your job? This tea is scorching hot, do you want to burn me?" The sharp voice pierced Seraphina Sinclair’s eardrums.

She shook her head, feeling annoyed.

The maid quickly apologized, quietly taking the cup: "Sorry, Miss Dunn, I’ll bring you another one."

"As expected, such a master has such servants." Fiona Dunn disdainfully eyed the maid, glaring at her fiercely, "Why are you still standing here? Aren’t you going to bring me another cup quickly?"

Seraphina Sinclair slowly descended the stairs, her tone calm and unruffled: "So early in the morning, Miss Dunn is still so spirited."

Fiona Dunn saw Seraphina Sinclair and instantly became angry, her eyes showing disdain: "I was wondering who it was, turns out it’s Seraphina Sinclair? A woman sleeping till now, you’re really something."

Seraphina Sinclair raised her hand slightly to cover her small mouth, yawning indifferently: "This is my house, I can sleep as long as I want, it doesn’t seem to concern Miss Dunn. Besides, Miss Dunn coming to someone else’s house early in the morning to scold their maids, is this lady-like behavior?"

"You should thank me, look at how lazy your housemaids are, indeed, as the beam isn’t straight, the house leans." Fiona Dunn grabbed the freshly brewed tea from the maid, took a sip, frowned, put it on the table, and was about to lose her temper when Seraphina Sinclair cut her off.

"You’d better not misuse the phrase ’as the beam isn’t straight, the house leans’." Saying this, Seraphina Sinclair reached for the teacup in front of Fiona Dunn, giving her a fake smile, "The tea at my house probably can’t afford to serve Miss Dunn, please leave."

Fiona Dunn hadn’t even warmed her seat yet when Seraphina Sinclair already issued an order for her to leave.