Chapter 100

Weston looked at her with a natural expression like there was nothing unusual. Guinevere slowly let go of her hand and calmed down a little. “Where did you go last night? I couldn’t reach you at all.” “I was busy. I didn’t check my phone,” Weston answered faintly. He had no intent to explain himself. Guinevere’s eyes flickered. She followed him into his office. She watched as the man sat down at the desk calmly. At last, she could not help but ask, “Don’t you have anything to tell me?” Weston graciously opened his file and looked at it. “What questions do you have in mind?” Guinevere took a deep breath. “Where were you last night?” “At a social meeting.” “Where was it?” “Lowe Garden.” He wasn’t hiding anything at all, but his honesty still stunned Guinevere. After a while, she asked sadly, “Do you have anything else to tell me?” Weston put the document down and looked straight at her. “If you have something to say, just say it.” Guinevere slowly walked up to him and sat