Chapter 1290:

Her first instinct was to turn back, but as she stood amidst the bustling streets, staring at the unfamiliar yet breathtaking cityscape, something inside her refused to retreat.

She had come this far. Would she really walk away now?

Uncertain of her next move, she clutched her phone tightly. That was when she noticed a new post on Waylon’s social media.

It was a photo of the morning sunrise. She recognized the backdrop instantly—a corner of Mila’s Fashion Square.

It wasn’t far. Evie pursed her lips. She would go take a look.

At the Fashion Square in Mila, Jenny Holmes sat on a bench, casting a frustrated glance at her best friend and business partner, Waylon.

Something was off about him. She couldn’t pinpoint exactly what, but after that phone call, his entire demeanor had changed. Now, he was like a man burdened by a thousand regrets. Once the workday ended, he had dragged her here, and they had been drinking until dawn. Jenny lifted her gaze to the dimly lit sky, her thoughts interrupted when Waylon twisted open yet another bottle of beer.

She stamped her foot impatiently before speaking, her voice tinged with concern.

If you want to talk

The fiery liquid seared

voice

I wouldn’t know how. But I do know I’m grateful

a wordless toast. Whether she drank or not didn’t matter—he took

exasperation. But seeing the raw pain etched on his

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it later. As your friend, I have to stop you. You hear me?

she tried to take the bottle

“Don’t stop me.”

bottle just out of her reach. Jenny

playful tug-of-war unfold

drained away in an instant. On the bench, Jenny and Waylon continued

grown man—drunk or

know what to do with you. You’re impossible!” Jenny groaned in defeat, throwing up her hands in surrender as she pushed

was breathtaking. There was something about her that set her apart from the

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