Chapter: 111

Alicia wasn't convinced. "I don't trust that."

Monica looked puzzled.

It was at this point that Alicia came up with a decision.

Alicia kept her thoughts to herself, not daring to tell Monica just yet. She feared her friend's impatience would lead to something extreme, like tossing two men into her bed just to “help.”

Monica broke the silence. "Now that things have settled a bit, don't you think it's time we made our move?"

Alicia stated, "I'm planning to reach out to lawyer Jeffery Benson. At the same time, I'll start collecting evidence to use against Joshua and Lilliana for slander."

Monica raised an eyebrow. "Jeffery Benson? He's tough to get. I'll see what I can do to help with that."

After ending the call with Alicia, Monica was pulled back to reality and decided to ring up her father, Lennon.

Their recent cold war had kept them from speaking, and the tension hung in the air.

When his phone buzzed, Lennon was secretly thrilled to hear from his beloved daughter. He answered coolly, “Oh, so you remembered you have a father, did you?"

Monica muttered, "Dad, I'll come by for lunch today. I've been craving that special dish of yours."

Lennon scoffed and said. "You think you can just show up and I'1L cook for you? I'm not going to make you anything."

By noon, when Monica arrived, the table was overflowing with dishes, looking like a holiday feast.

"Wow, Dad, you went all out!" she teased. "This could feed us until Christmas!" she added while chuckling.

Lennon proudly brought out his signature dish, still steaming hot and cooked to perfection.

Monica smiled and offered him the first bite, catching him by surprise.

Lennon's mood softened at the gesture. "Look at you, acting all grown -up. It used to be me trying to get you to eat."

Monica hesitated for a second, then said, "Dad, you know Jeffery Benson, don't you?"

Lennon was just about to take a bite when he paused, sensing something fishy. “Why are you bringing him up?"

“I need you to set up a meeting with him. Alicia's filing a lawsuit.”

He placed the piece of meat right back on her plate. “I knew you had an agenda!"

Monica playfully put the meat back on his plate. "Oh, come on, Dad, you're the best! Help me out! I'm even offering you meat, so you have to say yes!"

Lennon raised an eyebrow. "I'm the one who cooked this!"

"Dad, I'm begging you!" Monica pleaded. “Please help Alicia. I owe her my life."

Lennon looked confused. “How did a young girl like her manage to save your life?"

“Uh.. remember during exams? She always helped me cheat. If I hadn't gotten her help, you'd have killed me for those awful scores. Isn't that life-saving enough?"

Well...

Lennon stared at her for a second before jumping out of his chair, grabbing a few branches from the nearby vase. "Damn it! It's better late than never. I'll give you the beating you deserve now!"

Monica bolted, dodging him as they ran around the house.

When they both finally collapsed in exhaustion, Monica sat down, her tone serious as she pleaded, "Dad, Alicia's my best friend. I really need you to help her."