Chapter 52

Under the black umbrella, Dorian could only see the lower half of the man's face. The contours unmistakably belonged to Noah. But had his demeanor changed so much after two years abroad? At this moment, Lucas' expression differed from his distant coldness when speaking to Dorian. Instead, he appeared gentle. He first exchanged a few words with the man beside him before shifting his gaze back to Lila. The heat was oppressive, and the air felt slightly distorted. Dorian couldn't make out his exact expression, but he could vaguely discern that it was even warmer and friendlier than when talking to the man. Suddenly, Dorian recalled Lila's candid statement that she had secured the project on her merit, not relying on him. His lips curled downward, unable to hide his disdain. "Lila, who exactly were you relying on? Yourself of Noah?" he thought. No wonder the person in charge insisted on wanting only Lila. No wonder Lucas was unwilling to help him. He narrowed his eyes, his exp