The Man Who Never Looked Away novel Chapter 260

Lavinia had a sneaking suspicion that Saul and Jocelyn's dynamic was rapidly shifting from fake dating to aggressively flirting.

She had heard rumors that Jocelyn's father, Warren Chandler, had recently been visiting Joplin Adhesives Corp under the guise of 'official corporate research.' But instead of inspecting the factory floor, he just sat in Saul's office drinking coffee, relentlessly interrogating him about how the relationship with Jocelyn was progressing.

Saul, ever the tactician, had marched straight to Jocelyn and told her that he was running out of lies to feed her father. To keep the story straight, they needed to gather 'real-world material.'

This 'material gathering' involved them casually going shopping together, having dinners, and attending concerts.

Surprisingly, Jocelyn had agreed. And just like that, they had started casually dating.

Tonight's dinner had been entirely organized by Saul. After eating, the four of them were supposed to go see a movie together.

Watching her cousin's surprisingly competent dating strategies put Lavinia entirely at ease.

After settling the bill, they walked together toward the cinema. Just as they reached the entrance, Charley suddenly stopped.

"Saul, why don't you and Jocelyn go find your seats first? Lavinia and I are going to grab some popcorn."

"Popcorn?" Jocelyn frowned. "Didn't we literally just eat?"

Saul firmly grabbed Jocelyn's hand and pulled her toward the doors. "Lavinia has a sweet tooth. Let them go."

Jocelyn allowed herself to be dragged into the theater without putting up a fight.

Lavinia watched them go, then turned to Charley with a knowing look. "You don't want popcorn. You just wanted to give them some time alone, didn't you?"

"I just think Saul talks too much," Charley said, deadpan. "He's practically going through a midlife crisis. It's annoying."

Lavinia burst out laughing.

He was obviously just getting back at Saul for exposing his secret heroism from high school.

But knowing the truth behind that story left a persistent, comforting warmth in her chest.

She reached out, gently tugging at his sleeve. "Let's just go for a walk."

Charley looked down at her, his voice dropping into a soft, gravelly register. "Okay. Let's walk."

Not far from the theater was the Arcades Street, a bustling pedestrian avenue famous for its lively atmosphere.

The street was bathed in neon light, the sound of the crowd washing over them like the tide.

They walked shoulder to shoulder, chatting effortlessly about nothing in particular. Lavinia found herself talking more than usual, her tone lighter and far more relaxed.

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