Nick guessed that Khloe's recent unusual behavior might be related to Olympus and Lacuna.
Perhaps she didn't want to drag him into it. Or perhaps Olympus and Lacuna had already done something to her…
Since he couldn't get the truth from Khloe herself, he would have to investigate it on his own.
Lucas had always been efficient. Even if he hadn't uncovered anything substantial, after so many days there should at least be some form of report. Not to mention, he couldn't possibly have missed today's news.
If Lucas wasn't going to come to him, he didn't have the patience to wait.
It wasn't even midnight yet—at this hour, Lucas was definitely still awake.
And as expected, after the phone rang for a long while, Lucas finally picked up.
"Nick, it's so late. You don't want to sleep, but you won't let others sleep either?"
"Tell me what happened to Khloe. You already know, don't you?"
Nick cut straight through his evasion.
Silence fell instantly on the other end.
Lucas's breathing grew heavier.
Even though Nick was ill, his perception was still sharp.
"You don't want to know," Lucas said. "I suggest you just divorce her, stop asking questions, and focus on your recovery."
"Lucas, are you going to tell me or not?"
Nick's voice was soft, but the finality in it was chilling.
Lucas rubbed his temples, reluctant, before finally speaking after a long pause. "Where are you right now?"
"At home."
Lucas exhaled heavily. "Khloe… simply didn't choose you. She chose someone else. Do you understand what I'm saying?"
"What do you mean by that?"
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