Chapter 774 A Tirade
Cecilia was a bit late getting off work.
So was Theodore.
After all, after tomorrow, they would be completely leaving the Lockhart Group.
The Lockhart Group, which they had managed for so many years, would become someone else's from then on.
No one could be so calm about it.
Cecilia stayed in Theodore's office for a long time.
She could fully understand Theodore's feelings.
Although most of the time, they were just silent.
When leaving, Theodore let out a heavy sigh.
It was unclear whether he had really let go or if it was just helplessness.
Cecilia didn't dare to think deeply about it.
She first saw Theodore get into the car.
As Theodore walked into the car, he suddenly turned and said, "Cecilia, I don't know why, but I always feel like I've experienced something before."
Cecilia frowned slightly.
She didn't quite understand what Theodore was saying.
"I mean, I feel like I've experienced loss before," Theodore said, looking at Cecilia. "Losing a lot of things. Everything feels so familiar."
Cecilia lowered her eyes.
She wondered if there were subconscious signs from their past lives.
She even doubted.
Was the previous life real, and this one just a dream she constructed?
If it were really a dream.
This dream shouldn't hurt so much.
She smiled, "Dad, don't think too much, everything will be fine."
Theodore nodded, "Yes, actually, I'm content with this life. Although we've lost the Lockhart Group, at least our family is safe and healthy. Look at Atticus, a perfectly healthy person, and now he's in a vegetative state. In this life, the most important things are health and family."
"Yes," Cecilia nodded heavily.
"Cecilia, don't carry too much psychological burden. You're pregnant now. No matter what happens with Alaric, the child is innocent, so you must take good care of yourself," Theodore advised.
"I will," Cecilia smiled.
Life was very important to her. Having died once, she would cherish it even more.
She wouldn't joke about her own life.
"Go home early," Theodore waved.
"Dad, take care."
Theodore nodded.
The car drove away.
Cecilia watched Theodore's black car until it disappeared, and the smile on her face faded.
She returned to her own car.
Two bodyguards in black suits stayed close by.
Cecilia silently watched the scenery outside the window.
She had been comforting Theodore, but in reality, her own mood was at rock bottom.
If it were market competition, and her abilities were insufficient to prevent the Lockhart Group from inevitably becoming someone else's, she would accept it calmly. After all, in a world of survival of the fittest, it's natural to lose if you're not strong enough.
However, ending in this way, she still felt unwilling.
Unwilling, but she could only endure it silently and digest it quietly.
Her eyes moved slightly.
The phone suddenly rang.
She looked at the caller and answered, "Seraphina."
"Cecilia, are you home?" Seraphina asked.
"On the way."
"I want to sleep at your place tonight."
"Have you been drinking?" Seraphina's drunkenness was evident over the phone.
"Just a little," Seraphina said, "entertaining clients."
"Okay, come over," Cecilia thought it was probably more than just a little.
Seraphina had a good tolerance for alcohol.
But even she couldn't handle constant drinking.
Cecilia felt she needed to have a good talk with Seraphina.
She put down the phone.
Cecilia kept adjusting her emotions silently.
She didn't want everyone to worry about her.
From childhood to adulthood, she seemed to have developed the habit of not showing her emotions when things happened.
The car soon arrived at the Whitaker Villa.
She walked into the hall.
The moment she stepped into the hall, she suddenly stopped.
She didn't see Seraphina, who had just called to say she was coming, but instead saw Alaric sitting on the sofa, with Cassius beside him.
So abrupt.
It made her, for a moment, show her disgust on her face.
How could she have any hope for Alaric?
How could she think Alaric wouldn't show up again?
She lowered her eyes.
The moment she lowered her eyes, all her emotions were instantly hidden.
Just now, Alaric could clearly see the emotions on Cecilia's face, but the next second, he saw nothing.
To him, it was as if she were treating a stranger.
No greeting, no emotion.
He would rather that Cecilia show some emotion, even if it was dislike.
Unlike now, where he seemed to have suddenly become invisible.
Cecilia didn't greet them, walked past them, and went straight upstairs.
Alaric's throat moved slightly.
He didn't say a word.
Cassius, beside him, was scared by the strange atmosphere.
He had just accompanied Alaric back, originally intending to leave immediately, but Alaric had asked him to stay for a while.
At first, he didn't understand, thinking he would be an intruder in their interaction.
Now he finally understood.
Cecilia didn't want to see Alaric at all, and Alaric wanted him to ease the awkwardness.
Since that was his role, Cassius planned to say something to ease the overly awkward and oppressive atmosphere when a casual voice suddenly appeared in the hall, "Cecilia, I'm here."
Alaric and Cassius both looked over.
They saw Seraphina, a bit drunk and red-faced, appear.
Her swaying body, and the moment she saw Alaric, her eyes widened.
Was she seeing things?
Why was Alaric here?
Didn't Cecilia say he almost never came back?
Didn't Cecilia say he was about to be inaugurated as president in a couple of days?
Why did he suddenly appear now?
Damn it.
Why was Alaric here, to show off?
Was he here to show off to Cecilia that he was about to become president, the most remarkable man in the Yakurosean Empire?
Thinking of this.
Seraphina couldn't contain her anger.
The patience she had been learning recently was instantly shattered.
She pointed at Alaric's nose and cursed, "Alaric, you bastard, what are you doing here? Are you here to cause trouble for Cecilia?"
Alaric frowned.
Cassius's eyes widened.
Was Seraphina drunk?
How dare she speak so boldly?
"I used to think you were the best man in the world, much better than that hypocrite Dominic! Now it seems, you're all the same! You abandoned Cecilia, abandoned your child, you deserve to go to hell," Seraphina got more excited as she spoke, her voice getting louder.
Cecilia had changed into a different outfit and was about to come downstairs.
She thought Seraphina would be angry when she saw Alaric, and sure enough, she was not surprised.
She stood on the second-floor railing, watching Seraphina's face turn red with anger.
Watching Alaric sit on the sofa, still unmoved.
From this angle, she couldn't see Alaric's face clearly, but she vaguely felt that he should be blushing from Seraphina's scolding.
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