Chapter 296 We Meet Again

• Stanley had woken up, though he technically didn't sleep after drinking the night before. He was looking forward to the meeting, too. He changed into a custom-made shirt and stood before the French window with his hands behind his back, his eyes on the gates of his estate. The morning sun shone down upon his handsome face, lending it a sheen of golden hue. She's coming, right? She promised the boy, after all. I wonder if she's woken up. Stanley could imagine how busy the kitchen must be right now.
• His mind was occupied by nothing but thoughts of Melinda. As for Monica, who was still in the hospital after being slapped, he had totally forgotten about her. He didn't even call her, as he couldn't care less about how she felt or how much she wished he was there.
• Meanwhile, Mervin's car was, ever so slowly, moving toward Emerald Harbor. Mervin was driving as slowly as possible like a petulant child who didn't want to part with his mother. Melinda wondered if he was even stepping on the gas, and she looked at the speedometer. 20 mph?! What the hell are you doing? How childish can you be?! She was mocking him in silence. But as long as it's in the right direction, we'll be there eventually. Fine, I will just let him do what he wants. She didn't wish to talk.