Chapter 829: "Dangerous, yet captivating," a voice murmured beside him. Zeke had appeared at his side unnoticed, his eyes gleaming with knowing amusement. “The Ashton family must have been blind. But at least she found her way back." Nate's expression darkened instantly.
His sharp gaze flicked toward Zeke, cold and laced with warning. Zeke, unbothered, met his stare head-on. A slow, knowing smirk played at his lips. "Did I say something untrue?" "The Ashton family was blind not to recognize her worth. They deserved everything that is coming to them.” Zeke studied Nate's profile, his voice laced with something deeper-something unreadable. "Sometimes, what appears dazzling is not as great as it seems. I only hope she knows when to turn back before it is too late." Nate's eyes darkened further. He understood Zeke's implication, and a dangerous chill settled over his sharp features. An almost tangible aura of destruction radiated from him.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"You have always enjoyed meddling in things that do not concern you, have you not?” His voice was as frigid as a winter storm, each word carrying a biting chill.
Zeke merely chuckled but said nothing more. Instead, his gaze shifted toward the distance, something unreadable flashing across his eyes. "It seems she is in trouble," he mused.
Nate followed his line of sight, his dark gaze narrowing. A glint of ice-cold light flickered in his irises.
Clap, clap, clap...
A sudden burst of crisp applause echoed from behind Corrine. She turned her head slightly, her gaze settling on Andromache, who stood poised on the second-floor balcony.
"Miss Holland, you never cease to amaze me," Andromache remarked, her voice carrying a blend of amusement and something sharper beneath the surface.
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The sarcasm in her reply wiped the smile right off Andromache's face. For a moment, Andromache's lips parted, but she quickly composed herself, inhaling deeply before forcing a curve of a smile back into place. "Miss Holland, do you truly believe that just because someone is backing you, you can afford to act recklessly at a prestigious charity auction like this?" This auction had always been shrouded in discretion, its organizers maintaining an air of mystery that only added to its exclusivity.
When Andromache first set foot in Lyhaton, she had taken the tto investigate the city's old aristocratic families, acquainting herself with the major events that held significance.
Lyhaton had its share of enigmas, but three mysteries remained m untouched by time. Among them was the elusive identity of those who orchestrated this annual charity event.
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