Five in the evening.
Sylvia Sterling and Jude Langley left the Sterling family home, holding hands.
Mrs. Sterling watched their retreating figures, thinking contentedly, 'At this rate, there will probably be another happy occasion in the family soon.'
That night.
After sobering up, Mr. Sterling sat in his study, smoking a cigar while going through his list of assets.
He'd given the second child a dowry, so he had to prepare one for the eldest as well.
Land, office buildings, cash—not a single thing could be left out.
...
Meanwhile.
Sylvia Sterling was driving Jude Langley's Bentley, heading toward The Bellevue at a steady pace.
As they neared the intersection by the apartment building.
Jude Langley knocked on the window with his knuckles. "Convenience store."
Sylvia Sterling hit the brakes and glanced at him, taking her time.
Jude Langley acted as if he hadn't noticed, getting out of the car and heading straight for the convenience store's checkout counter.
