?<strong>Chapter 70:</strong>


    Once Belinda had left, Amanda turned to Lucas and couldn’t help but express her thoughts. “Lucas, what on earth has happened to Belinda in thesest three years? She seems so different now.”


    Lucas shared a bit about Belinda’s past troubles with hormone medicine during her childhood.


    “I see,” Amanda said, a look of realization crossing her face. She then looked back at Lucas earnestly. “Now that Belinda is back, you should really cherish her and make the most of your lives together.”


    Lucas’ face remained stoic as he responded, “We’re actually nning to get a divorce.”


    Amanda suddenly furrowed her brows. “Why? Is it because of that Verena?”


    Lucas replied with measured calm, “Mrs. Singh, you’re well aware of the reasons why I married Belinda in the first ce.”


    Amanda’s expression flickered at his words.


    After a brief pause, Amanda said, “Even if your initial reasons were strategic, three years is a long time. It’s hard to believe there aren’t genuine feelings between you two now. Plus, Belinda has been nothing but devoted to you. It’s not every day you find someone who loves you so wholeheartedly. Lucas, you really should cherish her.”


    She pursed her lips firmly before adding, “Verena isn’t the right choice for you.”


    Lucas furrowed his brows, looking at Amanda intently. “You’ve barely met Verena. What makes you so sure about her not being the right one for me?” He then scoffed lightly. “Or did that old man say something about Verena to you?”


    Amanda shot him a scolding nce. “Lucas! That’s your father you’re talking about!”


    She paused for a moment, her tone softening. “I might not know Verena well, but there’s something off about her.”


    Lucas replied with a hint of resignation, “Since when did you start basing your judgments on vibes?”


    Caught off guard by Lucas’ remark, Amanda said, “Trust me and your father. We wouldn’t steer you wrong. Verena isn’t the right woman for you.”


    Lucas’ eyes narrowed, his voice carrying a weight of finality. “I’m the only one who can decide what’s right for me.”


    Seeking to shift away from this topic, he asked, “How is Mr. Singh doing now?”


    Amanda, sensing his reluctance to delve further into the topic about Verena, replied, “Jordy’s doing well. His surgery is already scheduled.”


    “That’s good to hear,” Lucas nodded, his tone relieved.


    He spent the next hour in Jordy’s hospital room until a call from his assistant about apany issue prompted his departure.


    As he approached the elevator, a gentle voice halted him. “Mr. rk…”


    Lucas paused momentarily before turning around. His expression remained neutral when he recognized the person approaching him.


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