First Love's Return, Heiress Strikes Back

Chapter 241

Any man would be touched by heating such heartfelt words from a woman.

Yet Lennon remained utterly indifferent.

His heart felt nothing, not even bothering to look back.

He didn’t hesitate and left.

Dalia watched his cold, determined back, and the last hope in her eyes faded.

After leaving the basement, Lennon told the bodyguard beside him, “Find a way to make her talk and get useful information.”

“Copy that.”

Sympathy?

Pity?

He might have felt those emotions.

someone who

month ago, Dalia

hurt Mariela

base, Lennon checked his watch. It

be waking up hungry.

from

waking up at noon.

A

partly closed, and sunlight shone through, casting a soft golden light on the light blue blanket at the bed’s foot. Dust particles floated in the air, making

soon as Mariela opened her Wearing a bear pajama and with

she smelled food.

eyes

messy hair,

bed, half–awake,following the smell. plates of spaghetti were on

looked puzzled towards the kitchen. Lennon, wearing an

cups on

Mariela’s favorite coffee.

“Are you

hungry? Wash

of coffee.“You’re awake.”