Their respective businesses thrived, flourishing in their own right.

Laura listened in rapt silence, yet as the narrative unfolded, a trace of unease began to creep into her countenance. “And what of Gerard?" she inquired, her curiosity piqued, yearning to uncover any newfound tales of romance that might have blossomed during her prolonged slumber.

Walter's fists clenched with the weight of knowing how ardently Laura's heart had once beat for Gerard. Her affection for him had spurred her transformation from a reserved girl to one who embraced sports and daring adventures...

"Gerard has emerged as an indomitable force," Walter declared, his voice resonating with respect and awe. “He has steered the Harris Group to unprecedented heights, consolidating his influence within the family. Doubt does not find a foothold in his presence."

“That's exactly what I'd anticipate from him. He's possessed that commanding presence since childhood," Laura remarked, her eyes shimmering with a fond smile.

"Well, it's time for you to rest," Walter gently suggested.

On the other side, Gerard harbored a growing sense of urgency to reunite with Lilah. Upon reaching his car, he fumbled for his phone, only to discover that its battery had been depleted. His return from abroad had been marked by a whirlwind of activity, leaving him little room to attend to such trifles.

After replenishing his phone's power, he promptly dialed Lilah's number.

With each passing moment, his anticipation mounted until, finally, a connection was established.

“Darling, I'm truly sorry. Have you retired for the night? Could you please share the name of your hotel?"

Gerard yearned to set eyes on Lilah, who had been absent from his life for several days.

"Yes, we've already gone to bed," Lilah replied nonchalantly, her tone tinged with a hint of coldness.

Gerard's guilt intensified. "I apologize, my love, for not spending time with you today. Tomorrow, I'll accompany you wherever you wish to go, just say the word."

"You're swamped with your commitments. I completely understand."

“Then... Where are you right now? I'll come over immediately," Gerard said with a deep, heartfelt resonance.

“I believe you're incredibly busy. You can find a hotel nearby. Let's plan to meet tomorrow," Lilah replied in a somewhat icy tone.

“Are you upset?" Gerard inquired, genuine concern in his voice.

Lilah remained silent.

With an air of contrition, Gerard said, "It's entirely my fault. You can do whatever you feel is necessary. If you want to vent your frustration on me, I'm willing."

"I'm not inclined toward violence, I'm sorry to say," Lilah responded casually. “I'm ending the call."

Before Gerard could utter another word, the line went dead.

He found himself flustered for it marked the first instance he had ever witnessed Lilah so deeply vexed.

Though he possessed the resources to find out their whereabouts, he opted to refrain from angering her further. He decided to spend the night somewhere nearby instead.

The following morning, Jerrold roused himself from slumber and entered the living room of the suite, where he discovered Lilah seated on the sofa.