Chapter 323
Lila pursed her lips. Not only did she not want to help Shannon, but even if she did, it would be useless. No one could change the decisions Kieran made.
Moreover, she recalled what he had said to her the night before, his cryptic warning, which seemed to be a reminder for her. She shouldn’t get involved in these matters.
Michael watched her remain silent for a moment before speaking again. “Lila, I beg you, just this once. I promise Shannon will never appear in front of you again.”
“No one can change what Uncle Kieran wants to do.”
Upon seeing her shake her head, he quickly added, “Maybe others can’t do it, but you certainly can.”
It was only then that he realized how forceful he was being.
Lila looked at him. The celebrity who once hid snacks from his manager now looked worn out, with his head lowered in a humble posture. The youthful energy he once had had been almost completely worn down by the constant pressure.
Michael gave a bitter smile. “If you’re unwilling, I won’t blame you. After all, you’re the victim, and Shannon deserves her punishment.”
He nodded slightly, preparing to leave.
“I can ask Uncle Kieran for you, but I can’t guarantee the outcome. Some of Shannon’s punishments are ones she must face.” Lila spoke before he could fully depart, her tone calm.
She didn’t want to help Shannon but couldn’t stand seeing Michael in such a difficult position. He shouldn’t be dragged into this mess that wasn’t his.
Michael suddenly looked up, his eyes full of gratitude. When he left, his steps were noticeably lighter than when he arrived.
Kieran sat in his office, his expression cold as he listened to a subordinate report about his work.
When everyone else left, Cole stepped forward. “Mr. Morgan, there’s news from Magi Pictures. Michael rushed to see Ms. Hart this morning.”
The seated man exuded an air of elegance and nobility. In his hands, an ordinary pen was transformed into a work of art effortlessly imbued with sophistication.
He showed no surprise at Cole’s words as he had anticipated this.
Seeing that he didn’t respond, Cole couldn’t help but ask, “What about the Bolton family’s matters? Shall we continue?”
Kieran lowered his gaze, smiling nonchalantly. “Bolton Group’s acquisition plan will continue, but as for that person, let’s put it on hold for now.”
Cole understood, his gaze lingering on Kieran’s deep-set eyes momentarily. If Shannon had too many crimes, her punishment would inevitably be severe. But if Lita, heart softened and interceded, Kieran would surely find it hard to refuse.
In that case, they could hold off for now. After all, they had the evidence and control over the situation. Kieran finished his work early and went straight back to Evergreen Heights.
Before leaving, he reminded Cole about tomorrow morning’s meeting; then, he drove himself home.
He carried his jacket and felt the chill in the air as he stepped out of the Morgan Group Headquarters. Winter was approaching. He and Lila would soon get married.
Back at Evergreen Heights, he
noticed the lights in the living room were on signaling that Lila had
returned. When the door opened the person who had been playing games put down her phone and turned to look.
The light from the crystal chandelier illuminated her eyes, turning them into tiny shards of starlight.
“Uncle Kieran.” She spoke softly, her voice as warm and sweet as ever.
Kieran walked over with a small cake. “I passed by and bought you a little something.”
She loved desserts but couldn’t handle overly sweet ones. The strawberry cake from this shop was her favorite, even though sometimes the strawberries weren’t in season and tasted a bit sour.
She reached out to take it, smiling and thanking him as she unpacked the box.
Kieran sat beside her, his voice gentle. “Lila, don’t you have something you want to say to me?”
Lila’s hand paused as she was about to unwrap the cake. She chuckled lightly. “Actually, yes. The company is organizing a sports day in a little while, and Mr. Jordan insisted sign up. chose the simplest sport, which was badminton.
“You know I’m terrible at sports. Can you be my practice partner for a few days?”