She was leaving?
A shiver ran through Christopher's heart, and his hand holding the pen trembled.
Just before, she had sworn an oath to see him in court and fight for custody of their daughter. How could she suddenly be leaving?
Seeing him silent and brooding, Lucas King managed to muster his courage and reminded him, "President Hart?"
"Leave her be." The man harshly spat out the words, gripping the pen so tightly that his knuckles turned white.
Lucas King remained silent, swallowing hard, not daring to say more.
However, after stepping aside, he still sneakily sent a message to the bodyguards, instructing them to keep watch and report back after reaching the airport.
The meeting continued, with the senior executives still chatting away.
Christopher appeared to be listening intently, but his hand fiddling with the pen moved back and forth, each time as if he wanted to rub away a layer of the pen.
Lucas King sighed internally.