Chapter 392

Josefina asked with a hint of worry, "You're not planning on sending him away, are you?"

Oliver chuckled, "No way. I know Westwood pretty well. Once he gets there, I'l handle everything. He'll be more than happy with the arrangements."

Josefina rarely spent time wandering around Westwood. She was either buried in her lab work, designing clothes, sketching, or juggling a bunch of other tasks. Naturally, her knowledge of Westwood couldn't compare to Oliver's.

She nodded in agreement, deciding to let Oliver take care of things when the time came.

Unbeknownst to her, a fleeting glint of slyness danced in Oliver's eyes.

They wheeled their luggage to the shore and headed to the airport. Oliver had splurged on first-class tickets, and they settled in side by side.

...

Lena brewed a pot of fruit tea and knocked on Dorian's door. "Dorian, I made some fruit tea. Want to try some?"

"Thanks," Dorian said, closing his laptop. Lena felt a pang of worry. Did Dorian think she might see something on his screen and betray the company? Little did she know, it was just one of Dorian's habits.

"Dorian, it's scorching out there. You should take care of yourself. Have some fruit tea to cool down. I've been trying my hand at baking lately. Once I get it right, you'll be the first to taste my pastries."

Dorian hadn't even touched his tea, sitting calmly in his chair. "Lena, since I've been back, I noticed you're always home. Weren't you working at the hospital? Not anymore?"

Mentioning the hospital soured Lena's mood. She looked down, sadness in her voice, "I put my heart into that hospital competition, but something went wrong. My sister was there that day too, and she seemed to visit Ellory's office. I wonder what she was doing there."

Dorian's brow furrowed, catching the implication in Lena's words-she blamed Josefina, suspecting she had something to do with whatever went wrong. "I'll call Ellory tomorrow and find out what happened."

Lena quickly objected, "Dorian, it's such a minor issue. You shouldn't bother. Besides, school is starting soon. It's okay if I don't go back to the hospital."

Standing there, Lena felt a wave of dejection. "Dorian, I feel so useless. I've let the Harrison family down."

"Lena, don't think like that. Having a job doesn't define your worth. If you don't plan to return to the hospital, staying home is fine."

Lena fell silent. She had hoped Dorian would help her resolve the issue or suggest she help managez the company. Not being his

biological child made a difference.

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eighteen years

together, it still felt different.

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Enviously, Lena remarked, "My sister is so capable. She's already managing a company on her own." Nᴇw ɴovel chaptᴇrs are published on find⦿novel.net

Dorian nodded in agreement,

admiration in his deep eyes. "Josie is

indeed remarkable. Not only does she run the company, but she also heals the sick designs

clothes she's a master of all trades. Grandpa told me Grandma's health has been improving under her care, and there's hope she'll wake up." s

Lena's heart raced; she didn't want the old lady to regain consciousness.

"Lena, what's wrong? You seem upset. Are you feeling alright?" Dorian asked.

Caught off guard, Lena looked up, her expression distant. "Dorian, maybe I just haven't been sleeping well lately. Dorian, Reid, Calix even

my sister they all have their own careers. Unlike me, I'm just living off the family." s

Dorian frowned slightly, "Lena, everyone excels in different areas."

Lena stood there, questioning.