His Unveiled Passion

Chapter 65

Before Wendy could finish her sentence, Uriah interrupted impatiently. "Get out!"

He had only stepped away for a short while, but his cousin had already been bullied in his own house. The thought alone filled him with rage.

Stephen arrived at this moment, his unhurried steps at odds with the tension that was thick in the room. "What's going on?" he asked, frowning as he took in the hostility in the air.

In front of everyone, Uriah gestured toward Tessa and introduced her loudly. "This is my cousin, Tessa Yates, heiress of Yates Corporation. She recently returned to Rivertown, and today's banquet was hosted specifically to welcome her back."

His sharp, icy gaze swept over Yanis and Wendy. "And yet, here come these filthy nobodies, daring to slander my cousin by accusing her of theft."

Uriah signaled to the bodyguards, who immediately understood. They marched over, unceremoniously grabbed Yanis and Wendy, then dragged them to the door before tossing them out.

After Yanis and Wendy were thrown out, Zachary finally came to his senses. Stammering, he turned to Tessa. "I... You... You're Mr. Somerton's cousin?"

an amused

bobbing as his eyes reddened. A deep bitterness surged through his chest. His lips quivered as he struggled to find the right words. "Why? Why didn't you tell me who you

back to my hometown? I wanted to introduce you to

told me you were the heiress of Rivertown's prominent Yates family, how could I have

everything together.

situation, Tessa must have hidden her identity while dating him. Zachary, thinking she was an ordinary girl without a notable background, had done many

darkened with stormy

at Tessa's words, his chest tight with regret. "Tessa, if you had told me about your identity earlier, we would be married by now. We could have been so happy together." Tessa merely looked at him, her expression calm and detached, as if she were a mere bystander. "Have you forgotten, Zachary? You once said you would never marry me. Your mother humiliated me, claiming that a girl like me wasn't worthy of

sharp and unyielding, like a dagger

between us was the gap in our social status. That gap is gone

he spoke, he

he could touch her, Stephen kicked him hard, sending him sprawling to the ground. The black

crowd gasped

cold and ruthless. T warned

all resistance, his body going limp as if his spirit had been completely crushed. He