Lost and Found: Return of My Mysterious Fiancee by KIKI

Chapter 741: Someone Has Started to Notice Hayden

The woman cried bitterly, tears rolling down her cheeks in large drops. Victor felt a pang in his chest and was just about to comfort her when he heard Vivienne's subsequent words, which made his face suddenly darken. "Vivienne, are you blaming me by saying that?"

Vivienne realized she had misspoken.

"No. How could I blame you? I know you did it for the Bailey family. It's just that I feel sorry for Kelly. They are all your daughters, yet she has to endure being ridiculed behind her back. You don't know what those ladies say about her at the parties."

Vivienne was indeed the woman he had loved for many years. Seeing her cry more fiercely, Victor sighed, "Enough. I know you and your daughter have had a hard time these years. But forget about the Langdon family; I've already arranged a man for Kelly. He is Hayden Cohen from the Ashbury Cohen family. He is quite a catch and capable too. In time, I will arrange for Kelly to meet him."

"Hayden Cohen?" Vivienne had heard of the Ashbury Cohen family. Among the top ten families, although they were not as prominent as the Farrell family or the now declined Reed family, they were still a distinguished family, far out of reach for many lesser houses. It was said their son always accompanied Jared Farrell, and the two families were particularly close.

But what good does that closeness do? Hayden, although the heir, couldn't even compare to Jared; how could he match the heir of the Langdon family?

Vivienne's emotions churned relentlessly, yet her face showed little. Looking into Victor's eyes with surprise, she asked, "Why the Cohen family? If not the Langdon family, there are other families. Or even the Farrell family..."

Victor held her in his arms, patiently explaining, "Forget about the 'hidden' families. The Farrell family's son is already married. Hayden Cohen is the most promising of the young men in Ashbury right now. That's settled then. Go back and inform Kelly, let her prepare mentally."

Towards the end, Victor's tone carried an indisputable firmness. If possible, he would have preferred Kelly to marry the Langdon family's son. But as Ella Bailey said yesterday, harsh as it was, it wasn't without reason. A bastard daughter, not even worthy as a mistress in the eyes of the haughty Langdon family!

vast courtyard, servants bustled about. Vivienne sat on a stool, her grip tightening

He spoke so righteously, but in his heart, he viewed them just like everyone

woman? Why couldn't she be with the heir of the Langdon family? In the end, he still saw Kelly as a bastard, afraid

was the Cohen family anyway, to be worthy of her daughter? "Victor, do you really think I'm still that naive girl who used to hang on your every word? Just wait, once my daughter marries into the Langdon family. Whether it's Ella Bailey or her mother,

his real name with her. With Simone Farrell, it was a relationship of convenience, so he used his former name, Jonathan Bailey. After Simone

back for over half a month now, and his men had

person really just vanish into thin

"Brother."

entered from outside, far away and unaware of the heavy air surrounding Ruud, he gently knocked on the

around, "What

the room the next second. But remembering the task given to him, Boris clenched his molars, "I still want to talk to you about Jared. Father's condition has

Edwin both said it wasn't him, there's no need for such suspicion. The real culprit, I will have investigated; you don't need to worry about it." Boris's eyes flickered, forcing himself to meet Ruud's gaze head-on, "That's because father and Edwin

coming on, stepping closer to Boris, "No one is suspecting you. But I'm not foolish enough to believe that a family heir would poison someone under his

look in Ruud's eyes sent a shiver down Boris's spine. He didn't need to look back to feel his back drenched in sweat. It had always been this way! Ruud had never taken him

flee quickly. Yet dissatisfaction and resentment

breathe too loudly,

tinged with bloodshed, stood in stark contrast to

silent. Just watching him, Boris felt like prey under the gaze of a fierce beast, his body instinctively wanting to flee, yet his feet wouldn't