One poke hit his achilles' heel.
If it were about something else, maybe he could still analyze it calmly and not fall into the trap.
But when it involved Claudia Ross, he completely froze, and his ability to make judgments almost dropped to zero.
Thinking back on the situation now, it was full of suspicious clues, but he never once doubted it.
It only showed how desperately he wanted Claudia — even if it was just a dream, he was willing to lose himself in it and never wake up.
Claudia could sense his discomfort, so she cautiously said, "Mark, you're busy. I won't bother you anymore. Goodbye."
"Goodbye. If you have time, bring Anson out to have a meal with me."
That "if you have time" might never come — perhaps it would never happen.
Mark knew Wyatt Perry wouldn't allow him to see Anson again. Not only had Claudia left and gone far away, but even little Anson, whom he had watched grow up, had already drifted out of reach.
"Alright," Claudia agreed and then hung up the phone.
