Chapter 939



“Check mine for me,” Lucas said as he steered with one hand while offering Belinda his phone with the other. Belinda accepted his phone without hesitation, entered the passcode with practiced ease, and checked his messages.

As anticipated, it was also the invitation from Johnson.

“Johnson wants us to go to the Dream Club,” Belinda said.

Lucas glanced at her thoughtfully.

“Are you interested in going?”

Belinda considered it for a moment before nodding.

With that decision made, they altered their course and headed for the Dream Club.

By the time they arrived at the club, they were the last to show up. Inside the private lounge, Johnson, Bethany, and Vincent were already settled in, drinks in hand. Vincent was casually sipping whiskey while chatting with Johnson.

Belinda wasted no time. Walking over, she got straight to the point.

“What’s going on? Do you have an update on Catherine?”

The moment Belinda saw Johnson, she knew something was off. His bad mood was written all over his face. She had a hunch that it had to be about Catherine.

Instead of answering Belinda’s question, Johnson changed the subject.

“Did you get your situation sorted out?”

He had called her before, offering to help, but she had reassured him she could handle it on her own.

“Yeah,” Belinda replied.

“You don’t have to worry about me. Just tell me what happened.”

Johnson stayed quiet for a moment before finally speaking.

“Cathy has been spending a lot of time with a guy from her school lately.” Without another word, he poured himself another glass of wine.

The group exchanged glances. Belinda thought for a moment before saying, “Just because they’re spending time together doesn’t mean anything. Bethany and I spend plenty of time with you, don’t we?” Johnson didn’t respond.

“Johnson, you should just tell Catherine how you feel,” Lucas suggested suddenly.

“That won’t work! Given how things are between them now, if Catherine finds out about his feelings for her, she’ll just avoid him,” Bethany objected immediately.

Lucas leaned back, his tone calm.

“And if she’d run away now, do you think she’d react any differently later?”

His words hung in the air, making everyone pause. Everyone knew the truth—if Catherine ever found out about Johnson’s feelings for her, she would probably distance herself from him. But what they kept overlooking was that their relationship as foster siblings wasn’t something that could change. So, no matter when she found out about Johnson’s feelings for her, her reaction would be the same.

Lucas met Johnson’s gaze. Then, with a small, knowing smirk, he said, “Since you’re bound to get hurt, you might as well tell her now. At least then you won’t be stuck like this—not even entitled to be jealous, just drowning your sorrows in alcohol.”

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