Facade of Love

Chapter 191 Stirring Up Trouble

I barely dodged as the girl lunged at me, but before I could stumble, strong arms wrapped around my waist from behind and yanked me back. The girl who had been barreling towards me tumbled to the ground with a thud.

“Ouch!” she cried out from the ground, clearly in pain.

I spun around to see my rescuer and found myself staring up at Idris, who was easily a foot taller than me. He was poering down with concern. “You good?” he asked,

His jaw was set in a determined line, and I quickly nodded, stepping away from his hold. “Thanks,” I managed to say.

He seemed a bit miffed by my quick retreat and the awkwardness between us. He frowned and glanced over at the girl who was still picking herself up.

With a subtle cue, he motioned to Ensio, who stepped forward to help her up.

The girl’s eyes darted from me to Idris, glaring at me for one second and then looking totally thrown off the next second when she saw him. She froze, and before she could even process her surprise,

blurted out, “Iddy?”

I blinked, surprised by the familiarity. Did they know each other?

Idris just gave her a cool look and a slight frown. “Christina?” he asked, seemingly detached.

She bobbed her head eagerly, her eyes lighting up. “Iddy, I can’t believe you remember me!” Then, as if a thought struck her, she asked, “Are you here to talk business with my dad?”

Idris did not answer her question. Instead, he turned to me, seeing my confused expression, and explained, “She’s my sister–in–law’s cousin. She’s been to the old manor a couple of times.”

I hardly ever visited the old manor, so not recognizing her made

group of men approached from the other end

the guys, a middle–aged man, was all smiles as he walked up to Idris. “Mr.

a friendly, “Mr. Zanier,

double–take at the mention of his name. That was Jack Zanier, the big shot who was always

to the side, whispered, “Dad!” Her voice was barely above a murmur, but in the hushed corridor, it cut through the silence. Her face was a mess, her voice wobbled like she was about

voice and caught sight of Christina looking all kinds of rough.

Stiming Up

could not hide his shock. “Christina, what in the world happened to you? Your nose is bleeding, and

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he saw the slap mark on her cheek, Jack’s anger was plain as day. His voice dropped an octave. ”

now. She turned, pointed straight at me,

hit

his cool, it was downright

up to

bit. His tone was a

emotion as he spoke, “This is my wife Yvette, Mr. Zanier. I only arrived myself before you did, and I’m still trying

subtly hinting that

Idris, frozen for a few seconds, before I moved to stand by his side. With a steady voice, I faced Jack and said, “Hello Mr. Zanier, I’m Yvette. The bruise on your

was my doing.”

he held back from speaking immediately, instead shooting a look at Idris next to me. Lowering his voice, he turned to me and asked, “Ms. Scott, there’s usually a reason for hitting

nodded, shifting my attention to Christina. “So, what’s it going to be, kiddo? You want to tell

should I?”