Chapter 264

Lawrence hesitated for a moment and then smirked, "Do you think so?"

Watching his son tiptoe and climb into bed, he didn't refuse to sleep in the children's room as usual. "Maybe he suddenly became sensible," he said with a proud and concerned tone, like a caring father.

The sweet sound of "daddy" crossed his mind, and Lawrence felt that these three years hadn't been in vain. He picked up his son's scattered sportswear from the floor.

Suddenly, a bottle of medicine fell out of his pocket, and he frowned as he looked at it under the light: asthma spray? Darcy saw it too, a strange look flashed in her eyes, and she said to Lawrence, "Mr. Rodriguez, what is Sidney hiding? How can he have asthma medication on him?"

This was also something Lawrence couldn't figure out. He didn't pay much attention to it and put the medicine on the shelf, "I'll go ask him." The man eagerly left the bathroom, and Darcy's eyes sank.

He didn't seem to want to stay by her side and indulged this little bastard in every way. She almost slipped up tonight; she had never failed when dealing with this little one before. Why did he suddenly become cunning? Just thinking about it made her feel annoyed.

Darcy turned around and looked at the bottle of asthma medicine, her eyes filled with deep bewilderment... It was really strange, whose stuff was it? She threw the medicine into the trash can with a flick of her hand!

In the children's room, a small table lamp was on. The moonlight outside shone brightly in front of the floor-to-ceiling windows. The little one on the bed had fallen asleep, with a rosy face. Lawrence tucked his son in, sat on the side of the bed, and the maid quietly brought a bottle of red wine. He poured himself a glass and drank slowly, gazing at his son's face, his gaze becoming deeper.

Sidney's eyebrows and eyes resembled Winnie's... Especially tonight's Sidney, who spoke sweetly and obediently, looked even more like that woman. Thinking of that woman ignited a fire in his heart.

If it wasn't for her manipulations, would he have argued with Darcy tonight? Damn it, what's wrong with his body? "Mr. L~" Darcy quietly opened the door to the children's room. She was wearing a sexy suspender dress and holding a midnight snack in her hand.

"Has Sidney fallen asleep? Come and eat, I made it for you with my own hands." Lawrence looked at her revealing outfit, but he didn't feel any desire. It was late at night, and he could almost imagine that the next moment, he would return to the bedroom. Faced with Darcy's urgency, he felt a sense of rejection and became very aversive to that matter. The man put down his wine glass, stood up, picked up his suit jacket, and lightly draped it over the woman's shoulders. He squeezed, cradling her temples, found an excuse, "There's an impromptu multinational conference at work, so I won't have supper. I still need to make a trip."

"It's so late, how could there be a multinational conference?" Darcy suspected that he was avoiding their intimate matters, but she herself had been pushing him lately and felt a bit guilty.

Afraid of provoking his displeasure, especially with Winnie returning soon, she had to firmly grasp this man with tenderness.

She quickly understood his intentions and responded with understanding, "I feel sorry for you being so tired, Mr. Rodriguez. Once I try my hand at Triton, I will quickly return to Island Electronics to become your capable assistant again."

She had more to say.

She still wanted Triton.

Lawrence didn't say anything. He had already agreed to her request.

His eyebrows furrowed slightly, his tone gentle, "I will arrange it for you. As for Island Electronics, don't worry about it. Just focus on being Mrs. Rodriguez."

"You truly love me, Mr. L~" Darcy's smile exuded a hint of sweetness, and she sent him off in a good mood.

He drove away in a sports car, leaving behind shadows that cast a deep and melancholic look upon Lawrence's face.

The matter between him and Darcy couldn't be delayed any longer.

Thinking back to the incident in the bathroom... Lawrence's mind tingled, and he needed to clarify whether there was something wrong with his body.

After some thought, he made a call to Bryan and said icily, "Go to the club and find several clean women for me."

Bryan, who was awakened abruptly, seemed confused and didn't understand.

"Mr. Rodriguez... Are you saying you want me to find women for you? What exactly do you want to do?"

"... What are you asking?" The topic was sensitive, and Lawrence, who had always been pure, felt somewhat stiff.

Gritting his teeth, he drank and demanded, "Hurry up and find a few!"

Lawrence pulled out his earphones, feeling annoyed as he drove.

In no time, his phone rang again.

Annoyed, he picked up the call. "Why are you still blabbering?"

"This isn't Mr. Rodriguez. Why are you looking for club women? Does Darcy know about this? It's okay to find them, but I'm afraid you'll be dealt with by Trento City, the Ordelia family." Benjamin's nagging voice came through.

Lawrence was bewildered. In these past three years, he had had little contact with Benjamin Jeremy and the others.

His face darkened. "Did Bryan contact you?"

"Does Bryan even have club resources? If you want to have fun, you rely on me!" Benjamin burst into laughter and added mysteriously, "By the way, is it true that you and Darcy have disharmonious secrets, Mr. Rodriguez? I heard that Winnie is coming back tonight, and it seems like your emotions have been affected..."

"Whether I want to find someone or not, mind your own business and get lost." Lawrence hung up, feeling frustrated.

On the other end, Benjamin

Jeremy glanced at the deep and profound Jeremy in the mirror and asked, "Do we really need to find Mr. Rodriguez?"

"We do. If we don't find him, he won't come to the Pearl Club." Jeremy took a sip of vodka. Mr. Rodriguez hadn't set foot here in three years.

Since the great changes that year, many people had changed, and Mr. Rodriguez had isolated himself from the world. Besides work, he only took care of his child.

Especially his nephews, he wouldn't even let them look at him. It was unclear whether he was being protective or dismissive.

With Winnie's return, Jeremy had a feeling that Mr. Rodriguez would gradually reconnect with them as brothers.

And there were other people... like Olivia.

Jeremy's eyes darkened, a flicker of unknown emotions passing through. He couldn't understand why that woman suddenly hated him so much, did he offend her?

"Jeremy, why are you hiding here?" Lynn, with her willowy waist, wiggled over and collapsed boneless against Jeremy's chest.

Benjamin coughed slightly, neither him nor his brothers held much regard for this woman who had saved Jeremy that night.

He heard she was Olivia's cousin, and thinking about Olivia's current situation, Benjamin had even less respect for this cousin.

In the presidential suite of the hotel.

Late at night, before anything could turn intimate, the man let out a low, cold roar, "Get out."

The five seductive and charming club hostesses were at a loss.

Lawrence's shirt was neat, his belt intact. He covered his mouth and rushed to the bathroom.

"Mr. L~~" one of the women tried to follow.

"Just get out! Leave." Lawrence leaned on the sink, roaring angrily.

After the disgust, he angrily pounded on the countertop, his eyes filled with anger.

In all these years, besides being a little closer to Darcy, he hadn't tried anything with other women, nor had he ever thought about it.

Who would have known that he couldn't trust these women either?

Damn it, none of them, only Winnie? It was strange.

Thinking about what Darcy had said, did Winnie use some tricks on him?

Suddenly, Lawrence felt a surge of anger, the current situation made him believe it even more!

He picked up his suit jacket and walked out.

Benjamin, who had arrived upon hearing the news, looked regretful and concerned, "Mr. Rodriguez, why did you come out? This-"

Jeremy also looked sympathetic, "Mr. Rodriguez, you should go to the hospital and get checked."

"..." Lawrence glanced at them with a grim expression, silencing them immediately.

He walked into the elevator with heavy steps, his eyes cold, feeling uncomfortable all over. He made another phone call, "Send me that woman's address, immediately."

Bryan, who had been awakened countless times throughout the night, was speechless.

Didn't you strongly not want to know Miss Anderson's address? Well, how quickly things change.

The sound of knocking on the door woke Winnie up with a start.

Once she confirmed it wasn't from someone else's house, she suddenly woke up. Which god

Knocking on the door in the middle of the night?