Chapter 471

Ever since the day Nydia asked for a break, Jason had been on a relentless quest to find her.

His calls were incessant, the madness undeniable. Night after night, he kept vigil outside her Silverlake Harbor residence, each time leaving more disheartened than the last.

His lovesick demeanor was no less dramatic than when Thaddeus had fervently pursued Evadne.

Nydia dared not step outside, locking herself in her room, neglecting her meals, growing thinner by the day, her pillows soaked with tears.

Whenever she missed Jason, she’d stealthily peer out the window at the end of the hallway, drawing back the curtains just a smidge.

And whenever she yearned for him, he was there.

His figure stood against the wind, tall and resolute, his gaze burning with unwavering intensity toward her room.

Even the slightest thought of him sent waves of pain coursing through her, a constant heartache that felt as if it were cleaving her soul.

She felt she had let down Jason, her guilt immense. But who could tell her how to have the best of both worlds?

In the end, she was selfish too.

Caught between Jason and her family, she ultimately chose the latter.-

Nydia stared blankly at her phone when Byron, curious, craned his neck for a glimpse.

His expression clouded at the sight, but he forced a dry laugh, choosing retreat over confrontation, “Ms. Nydia, if you have urgent matters to attend to, I’ll leave you be. Go on with your business.”

“No, it’s nothing. Nydia steeled herself and hung up.

Fearing another call from Jason, she decisively shut off her phone.

It was time to be firm.

Better a sharp pain now than to raise his hopes sky–high, only to shatter them completely later on. It was kinder to break his heart. cleanly than to leave it in pieces.

Byron’s eyes sparkled with excitement, his voice trembling. “Then, may I sit here?”

Nydia nodded slightly, moving aside to maintain distance.

Byron staggered forward, his uneven gait betraying him as he lurched forward!

“Whoa! Careful there!” Nydia instinctively reached out to steady him.

Her innate kindness didn’t allow her to think twice.

She would’ve helped an old lady cross the street, so how could she ignore someone about to fall right before her eyes?

seized the opportunity to clutch Nydia’s arm, the warmth of her skin sending

caught his breath, looking at her with gratitude, Thank you, Ms.

and Jeff

exclaimed, patting Emeric on the shoulder.

and Byron chatting amicably, his brows

little girl is getting

than once how much he likes Nydia. It’s rare for him to talk about fancying any girl in front of me, but he seems sincere about Nydia. Forcing a match is never sweet, Emeric, you know that. Maybe we should consider someone more suitable for her.”

but seeing Emeric’s disinterest, he sighed with a mixture of frustration and

quite the charmer, a regular Casanova. Seeing that Nydia was not repulsed by him, he exhausts every

aloof, uninterested in his attempts at humor, and Byron’s efforts were like fireworks against a

hot and bothered.

if it weren’t for his disability, why would he have

to act so

lackluster progress,

was time for some

are you of

halted by Bertha’s call, “Where to in such a rush?

there’s a small issue,” the secretary hedged

me like

the former secretary of the Ashbourne

sly glint crossed Bertha’s eyes, “Jason?”

to disrupt Mr. Thaddeus’s plans. I figured I’d better warn Mr. Thaddeus quickly. Right now, that man can’t enter without an invitation, but if Ms. Evadne finds out, she’ll surely help him. That would put Mr. Thaddeus in a rather awkward spot, wouldn’t it? The secretary

cons.

Don’t disturb my brother

you wish,

Bertha’s mind

our door. I’m going to chase him off for

always wanted that ruby–encrusted necklace? Consider it

Thank you so

the Chambers

smirk, her fingers curling into an “ok” sign with a sinister

stark contrast to the desolate

the cold, mechanical tone of the phone shutting off. The festive

to

to let him in. But this was personal, and he just couldn’t bring himself

the words.

he swallowed down

out

and his longing for

status was like a fortress wall, denying him even the slightest glimpse of

familiar,” a mocking, sharp female voice sliced through the

snapped up.

secretary and bodyguards. She looked down on him from atop the

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