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I THINK everything will be fine between Joaquin and Sir Lucas after their agreement. But things continued to deteriorate. "Oh, Miss Stanford...don't you have plans to go home with me?" I'm a li'l bit surprised since this is the first time that Sir Lucas asked me that. "Uhm, thank you sir, but I'll go with Attorney Alfred." I was forced to give him a weak smile. "He's busy. He won't come." He promptly responded. "Huh? But he said he was-" "He's taking care of something right now, so you have no choice but to go home with me. Or maybe you'd prefer Mr. Hamilton to drive you home?" full of sarcasm in Sir Lucas' voice. "Of course not, sir!" "Hmm... I wonder if you've changed your mind and maybe you two are getting better now." He insisted. "Tss, Sir Lucas... I won't let that happen." "