Chapter 986

Lisa was led away by Logan. He walked in front, while she followed behind, clutching the oversized coat he had draped over on her. The coat carried his cedarwood scent, which kept drifting to her nose with each step. Perhaps it was the wine she had drunk earlier, but her head felt heavy and dizzy. Her steps were unsteady, and even Logan walking ahead of her seemed to sway. However, the moment they stepped outside, the cold air hit her like a slap in the face, instantly sobering her up. She shivered, pulling the coat tighter around herself. Only then did she realize Logan was wearing nothing but a thin shirt. She quickly called out, "Uncle Logan." Logan strode on, ignoring her, either out of anger or because he hadn't heard. He didn't break his pace. One walked ahead, the other followed behind. She looked like a naughty child trailing a strict adult—too afraid to rush forward or slow down for fear of getting lost. The cold was biting, and Lisa worried that Logan would catch a c