Chapter 282

"How did you handle that pretty boy?"

Rachel was at a loss for words. "Pretty boy?" she thought, unsure if it was because of Everard's reputation or his intimidating presence. As Everard left, he glanced back, his gaze so commanding that Rachel felt a chill run down her spine.

She stuttered, unable to form a coherent sentence.

Belinda leaned in, whispering, "Why the silence? We're practically family now. What's there to hide?"

The Delaney family wasn't exactly on par with the Fosters, which had always made Belinda somewhat skeptical about Juliana's engagement to them.

She continued, a bit louder now, "Is it because you didn't want to make a scene in front of everyone? If it's bothering you, you could always show that pretty boy who's boss. It's just a bar, Midnight Scent, right...?"

Confront the founder of Fortuna Group?

She must have a death wish!

Worried about the Fosters possibly retaliating, Rachel blurted out, "Please don't! That guy... he's not just some pretty boy. He's the founder of Fortuna Group! Even Bill treats him with the utmost respect, calling him 'boss'!"

Silence fell upon them.

It took a moment for Belinda to recover before she laughed, "You're joking, right?"

Rachel sighed, "I'm dead serious. This is no joke."

Belinda was speechless.

Unaware of the Delaney family's shock, Cordelia sat in the car on the way home, lost in thought with a vocabulary book in her lap.

reeling from the news,

daughter a bit off, Lorna finally broke the silence,

Cordelia responded, "Italian."

"Right, I mean, who knew Everard... It's okay to call him Everard, right? Who knew he spoke Italian so well? He doesn't seem like the type to

blinked, "I'm thinking of learning Italian. It

Sanderson exchanged bewildered

still in shock, asked, "You want to

tilted her head, "Yeah, and maybe other languages too. Japanese,

was at a loss for

Lorna exchanged glances again as they quietly returned

inside, as Cordelia made to go upstairs as usual, Sanderson couldn't help but call

the couch, Cordelia faced her

carefully, decided it was best to be direct. "Lia, how did you really meet Everard? What's your relationship with him? You're still young and naive, and we're worried you

status was intimidating, and the Delaneys

just a bar owner, someone they could influence to

But now-

were to be wronged, they doubted they could even stand up for

concern, Cordelia earnestly replied, "I went to his bar, Midnight Scent, to

powerful identity made it even more crucial not to reveal the "die

him more,

Cordelia honestly

occasionally speaking to her in strange tones, but she

was at a

Sanderson coughed, signaling, "That's enough, Lia. You can

nodded and headed

Lorna turned to Sanderson,

his brow

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