The assistant noticed the growing curve at the corners of Ethan’s lips and couldn’t help but mutter inwardly. Despite how pleased Mr. Lancaster clearly was, he could still maintain an air of calm and indifference in front of Ivy. “No wonder he’s Mr. Lancaster—his self-control is unparalleled!”

“Mr. Lancaster, are we heading to Pinehill now?” the assistant asked.

“Mm,” Ethan responded.

The assistant glanced at the driver, signaling ...