Chapter 33 Am I Not Pretty

Tears brimmed in Yelena’s eyes.

Anyone would be elated if they were in her shoes. After all, she had just discovered that the artist she had been admiring for a long time was her brother.

Yelena was touched to discover that Emrys had organized an auction just to make her the center of attention and exact revenge on her behalf.

If she hadn’t exposed his lie, he wouldn’t have admitted that he was Emerentius.

He was her silent protector, providing her with comfort and warmth when she least expected it.

Yelena had finally discovered a safe haven where she could be her true self–a place where she no longer had to put on a facade. She was truly and utterly safe here.

“Rys…”

Overcome with emotion, Yelena flung her arms around Emrys. Unfortunately, the force of her embrace caused them both to stumble and tumble to the ground.

Emrys said firmly. “Lena, I know you’re touched, but don’t take the chance to take advantage of

me.”

As Empyrean Lord, he was a man of principles.

tease him. A charming smile played on her

brushed her hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear so that she

was clear Yelena

No! She’s my sister.

away when an icy voice rang out, causing him to jolt in

look like

Cordelia, who was leaning against the doorframe,

fit. “Uh, Delia, this is

about to explain things when a slap

she slap me? I’m

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to Yelena and said, “Lena, you’ll be sleeping in my. room from now

tongue out sheepishly.

the seven ladies, Cordelia was the

was an underground

congregated inside the casino, their bare torsos gleaming in

currently surrounding

leader, Hendrik Landry, who was a figure of fear and intimidation to many. A cigar could be

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