Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim by Dream Fish

Chapter 152

The night breeze drifted lazily through the air, carrying the delicate, heady scent of blooming flowers. Trevor chose not to turn on the lights, letting the soft glow from the window bathe the room in a muted luminescence.

Pulling out his phone, he began to watch the surveillance footage. The video showed the brief moments of his clash with Angela before Dexter's men subdued him and took her. He had kept this recording for days, the thought of erasing it never crossing his mind.

Trevor had known of Dexter's existence since childhood. Dexter had always been exceptional, a benchmark his mother never failed to remind him of—stay driven and work hard to keep up with Dexter.

Driven by this, Trevor had spent years observing Dexter in secret. He studied his every move, mimicked his actions, and analyzed his successes-all in the hope of one day surpassing him.

Dexter was undeniably remarkable, a fact Trevor begrudgingly accepted.

Recently, Trevor's observations had uncovered something fascinating. Dexter and Angela's relationship wasn't as harmonious as it seemed.

Dexter loved her, though he seemed oblivious to his own feelings. Meanwhile, Angela, once deeply in love with Dexter, had inexplicably turned against him.

"Angela..." Trevor's voice was a whisper as he gently caressed her cold, distant face on the screen. A faint smile played on his lips, as if he had unraveled an important truth.

gathered for dinner at Bamford Manor. Everyone was present except for Miles' son Mateo

Dexter arrived punctually to find the rest of the

long? We were

lively teenage girl bursting with energy, spotted Angela and rushed over. Her enthusiasm

smile, her gaze shifting to Ursula,

a few

Ursula, but the conversation felt distant. Fiona, meanwhile, remained quiet. She

here?" Natalie's voice rang out from the second

up and immediately

man who had once seemed

he captured her now stood

crisp white shirt and black pants, his hair neatly

cheerful schoolboy.

were unchanged, the oppressive gloom that had once surrounded him was gone, replaced by an almost

themselves so

asked, her tone sharp with surprise as she descended the stairs. Her expression