Most of the time, Serenity was the one talking while Zachary listened. After they walked for over an hour, they returned home. Zachary seized the opportunity while Serenity was in the shower to sneak out to the balcony and call Josh. When Josh answered, he whispered, “Josh, please help me contact Mr. Lowe and ask him to wait for me at the Wiltspoon Hotel. I’ll come by later to talk.”
“Didn’t you say you were only going to meet him after New Year’s?” Josh replied. Without waiting for an answer, he continued, “Did Shawn Lowe bother your wife again?”
“He hasn’t given up. He called Seren again tonight. She didn’t speak to him and hung up right away, but some people can be quite stubborn—the more you try to ignore them, the more they want to annoy you.”
Josh sighed. “How foolish can Shawn Lowe be to pursue your woman? Alright, I’ll contact Mr. Lowe and tell him to wait for you at the Wiltspoon Hotel.”
“What time are you going over? I need to give Mr. Lowe a specific time.”
Zachary replied, “I’ll go over once Seren falls asleep.”
“What if she doesn’t fall asleep?”
“I have my ways of making her fall asleep quickly.”
Josh immediately understood and chuckled, teasing, “I used to think you didn’t get things like that. I even wondered if I should take you out to broaden your horizons and gain some experience.”
“Get lost!” Zachary snapped, irritated. Did Josh really think he was an idiot? Just because he hadn’t been interested didn’t mean he was incapable.
Josh remained unfazed by the curse and even laughed on the other end. Zachary quickly hung up, not wanting to engage with him any further.
Attention. Serenity was accustomed to sleeping late, and it was just a little past nine in the evening. Even if she attempted to sleep, she would toss and turn in bed, unable to drift off.
Zachary asked, “Seren, are you trying to make a stir fry?”
“It’s too early. I can’t sleep,” she replied.