In TF Co.'s meeting room, the directors' meeting had just ended. Everyone was packing their documents to leave, except for Jackson, who remained in his seat.
Dylan's phone rang. He looked at Jackson and reported. "It's Lily."
Jackson nodded and lit a cigarette. He shifted his gaze to the tall windows in the meeting room as he puffed out clouds of smoke.
"Why are you calling me now?" Dylan picked up the phone.
"Uh... I just want to ask... if you're with Mr. Cunningham now?"
Dylan hesitated before he replied, "No."
"Oh, that's great. I actually wanted to ask you whether Mr. Cunningham and Ms.
Taylor have already registered their marriage? I'm at Nidia's now, but she doesn't know that I'm making this call. I'm just asking out of curiosity."
Dylan had put her on speaker, and Jackson's ears pricked up when he heard the latter part.