Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 148 Pretentious Myles

Myles spoke in a gentle voice and put on an elegant smile, which pleased Richard and Lydia.

Men should seize the opportunity by taking the initiative.

However, his enthusiasm only elicited a frown from Cordelia. She glared at his extended hand with no intention of shaking it. “Call me Cordelia. I’m not that close to you.”

The way Myles addressed her affectionately had given her goosebumps, for it made her uncomfortable. Hence, she did not bother being polite to him.

“Cordelia, you-”

Richard’s and Lydia’s faces turned a deep shade of red as embarrassment washed over them. Surprisingly, Myles was not mad. He even smiled and came to Cordelia’s rescue. “Don’t be mad at Cordelia. It’s only normal since we just met. It shows that Gordelia’s a reserved and modest lady.”

Oh, how sensible. He was given the cold shoulder, yet he’s still so considerate of her. We won’t be able to find another man like him.

Richard and Lydia were beginning to like Myles more. They were sure their daughter would like him if they spent more time together.

“You’re Emrys Lund, aren’t you? It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Myles beamed while walking toward Emrys. He did not seem to take the matter to heart, or perhaps he was feigning nonchalance.

Emrys relationship with Cordelia was not that simple, but he still took the initiative to shake Emrys‘ hand to show he had good

Emrys smiled and said, “Is

He did his best to keep his composure, but the twitch

unmistakable.

rascal trying to humiliate

making him exert more strength into the

making his arm stronger than ordinary people’s. Naturally, he believed he could show Emrys who

surprise, Emrys‘ countenance did not change. It was as if the latter

strength. This time, he poured all of his energy into his hand, wanting to see Emrys grimace in

there was no change in

react, a powerful force spread to

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not help but inhale sharply. Before he realized it, the words “Let go of me” came out in a squeal even though he had done his best

yelled, “What are you doing, you brat? Let go of him now!”

too, glared at

pain, completely ignoring the fact that it was he who started

did not bother explaining himself. He merely gave