Finally We Got Lost - Chapter 22

Chapter 22

Arthur stared at Kaylee for a while before teasing, “Did Mom say something to you again? I’ve dated plenty of women and already experienced everything love has to offer.”

“But you, you should explore more now. That way, when you get married, you won’t stumble into pitfalls. Not that it matters–if you never get married, the family can still support you.”

Kaylee chuckled, giving him a knowing look but staying silent. Margot had already told her that Arthur was a workaholic who had never even held a woman’s hand. All his assistants were men, and after all these years, Margot had even started questioning her son’s orientation.

Taking a sip of tea, Kaylee replied casually, “Either way, don’t meddle in my relationships.”

Arthur didn’t push further. “Alright, alright, I won’t meddle.”

Just then, his phone rang.

Glancing at the screen, Arthur said, “But I do need to head to the study for work. If there’s anything you want to buy, let me know. I can take you shopping when I’m done, or you can with Mom when she’s back.”

Kaylee knew how busy he was and urged him to hurry to his work. Arthur was about to leave when Robert and Margot walked in from outside.

They greeted their parents in unison, “Dad, Mom.”

Seeing everyone gathered, Robert announced, “Tomorrow evening, no one should make any plans. Steven is returning from abroad, and Mr. Miller has invited us all to dinner.”

Kaylee paused, looking around in confusion.

Steven Miller?

Arthur noticed her puzzled expression and helpfully reminded her, “Steven held you when you were a baby. You cried so much that he almost threw you out.”

Kaylee had no memory of this, but her face flushed slightly in embarrassment. She glared at Arthur. “Who remembers things from that long ago?”

This brother of hers was nothing like the sharp, decisive CEO she had first met. Now, he seemed talkative and mischievous.

Margot sided with Kaylee and scolded her son, “Can’t you be serious for once? Stop teasing your sister all the time.”

But her face was lit with a smile, happiness radiating from her. Not only had she reunited with her long–lost daughter, but her family was now thriving. It was a dream come true. Arthur finally dropped the subject, turning to his father with a serious expression.

“Wasn’t Steven supposed to return during the New Year? Why so early?”

Steven, a year older than Arthur, was known for being even more composed and reliable. He had been managing the family business abroad for years, and it had been two years since they last met.

Robert sighed deeply, explaining, “His grandmother isn’t doing well. Her health has been declining over the past few years. They’ve asked him to return and stay for a while. You never know…”

The room fell silent, the weight of the conversation pressing on everyone. The Anderson and Miller families had a relationship closer than most relatives, bonded by generations of friendship.

The atmosphere turned somber, and after a few more words, the group dispersed. That evening, Arthur attended a banquet and brought Kaylee along. It was a way to establish her status and give her exposure to business dynamics, preparing her to one day take over parts of the family enterprise.

Following Arthur, Kaylee saw a different side of her brother. His demeanor was cold and commanding as he moved among the business elites, every word calculated and precise. The atmosphere around him was so oppressive that it left many seasoned entrepreneurs sweating under his sharp logic.

Even Kaylee couldn’t help but feel tense. To calm her nerves, she ended up drinking more than she should. Eventually, the alcohol took its toll, and she felt nauseous. Seizing a quiet moment, she tugged on Arthur’s sleeve.

“I’m feeling dizzy. I’m going outside for some air.”

Arthur, still focused on work, was startled to see how much she had drunk.

“Why did you drink so much?” he asked, his brows furrowing lingered as his authoritative aura.

Kaylee quickly explained, “Watching you work made me so nervous that I couldn’t stop drinking to distract myself.”

Arthur gave a wry smile. “I’ll tone it down next time.”

Kaylee waved him off and stepped onto the open–air balcony to get some fresh air. But the moment she got there, she froze–standing before her was the last person she wanted to see: Vincent.

Her voice was cold as she asked, “What are you doing here?”