Chapter 1283
“Sure.” Ruka nodded.
Sophie was standing in a corner, pretending to make a call. She was delighted to see Ruka and her
family leave. Once she leaves, I’ll get the chance to approach Ren.
After they got in the car, Robert complained, “What’s the rush? I wanted to have a few more pints with
Walter.”
“Shut it. We’re going home.” Claire was looking upset, and her temper was getting short.
Ruka got into the driver’s seat. She adjusted the seat until she was comfortable in it, then she revved
the car up. Claire was in the backseat. She stared at her daughter, and she teared up angrily. The lady
looked outside, her chest feeling stuffy. She thought her daughter was corrupted.
Ruka drove ahead. She was feeling a bit nervous too. Her mother would usually love to chat with her,
but aside from her father mumbling in his drunken stupor, nobody said anything. Even if her mother did
speak up, it was to chide Robert.
Well, this is depressing. Finally, she asked, “Are you alright, Mom?”
“Just drive. We’ll talk when we get home.” Claire held her emotions back. She didn’t want to start
anything when her daughter was driving.
Ruka looked in the rear-view mirror. Claire was looking solemn and serious.
Back at the Husson Residence, Angela was feeling bored because Ruka was gone and she had no
one to talk to. She just came back to the living room after making a call, but Richard wasn’t there. She
asked the servant where he was.
“Master Richard and the young master are in the study,” she answered.
Angela headed to the study, but she didn’t go inside right away. Instead, she leaned her ear against the
door to listen. Someone was talking inside, and it was Richard. He sounded surprised.
“You’re giving up the election?”
That shocked Angela. She was holding the doorknob, and now she had opened the door slightly.
Ren answered calmly, “Yes, I am.”
Richard gasped and asked, “Why? Why are you giving it up? Because of Ruka?”
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