Mister Lando can do without you, I cannot!
Each word thundered in his ears, making Philark's heart race. Thinking of Megan by Austin's side, his feelings were complex.
Just as he was about to say something, the doorbell rang—the guests had arrived at the mansion's gates.
"Don't fret over this, it doesn't matter to me. Like I said, time will prove everything."
Wayne smiled slightly, urging Philark to switch into work mode quickly. It was the new home's first time hosting guests, and with three ladies visiting, it was imperative to maintain elegant manners.
Philark nodded and bowed slightly before departing.
"This is my first confession, you better not dump me..."
Watching Philark's retreating figure, Wayne muttered quietly, branding Austin with the big bad guy label in his mind.
Wayne felt cuckolded; all this time, it had been Austin playing the victim. Little did he expect the roles to reverse today, the victim turning into the cuckold.