Chapter 469

Tristan's face was stormy with anger, his jaw clenched tight.

The butler bowed his head respectfully and asked, "So, what would you like me to do next, sir?"

Tristan closed his eyes, thinking for a moment before opening them again. "How's Naomi coming along with the arrangements?"

"She's been thorough and enthusiastic, sir."

"Good."

Tristan shot the butler a long look.

...

Naomi stepped out of the kitchen, rubbing her aching back.

Sylvia helped her across the porch, just as Rupert came down the hallway toward them.

Naomi grinned. "Rupert, you're back!"

"Yeah." Rupert gave a short nod, his eyes flickering past Naomi and settling on Sylvia.

Sylvia dropped her gaze, her voice flat. "Uncle Rupert."

Rupert didn't reply.

Sylvia had no wish to make small talk with him. She grabbed Naomi's arm and started to leave.

But as they passed, Rupert suddenly reached out and caught Sylvia's hand.

She froze, startled, his long fingers intertwining with hers as if trying to say something without words.

done guessing, done hoping, done driving

was just so

to look at him, and clung

them both in their

up some gifts, but they're still

face lit up. "Oh, we're all family-it was no

the least

I'll go

with

after her,

closer, she turned and walked away, ignoring

a few steps before Rupert grabbed her arm

you running

turned her face away, refusing

it was

could she do, with him always pushing

really can't stand

spat

but she felt his gaze burning into

too bad. You're going to

was icy,

grabbed her chin, f

face him,

caring

crashed over

trembled, her eyes wide with fury as she

to let go, but he just frowned, then

and suddenly she

thought of Reese's hopeful,

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