Simon’s hand froze mid–air, the coffee cup hovering as he frowned. He could already guess what Nellie was scheming- ‘Really? She just got Yvette back home, and now she wants to embarrass her? What kind of lousy plan is this? Who knows what other tricks she’ll pull at the banquet? he thought.

Initially, Simon had not planned on attending. He and Tobias were supposed to head home that day to deal with some matters. But now, watching Yvette happily munching on her chips, he changed his mind.

He’d go to the Chambers family banquet–just to make sure nothing unexpected happened to her. If Jeremiah was going, Simon wouldn’t be as worried. But knowing him, Jeremiah probably wouldn’t attend.

Crowds were never his thing. In all his years in Betrico, Jeremiah had barely attended any banquets, and events in a small place like Seacrity were unlikely to change that. No one could convince him otherwise.

Simon sighed, his mind drifting to the past. “Nellie isn’t easy to deal with. When she was younger, she was known for being stubborn and spoiled. After your mom passed, she got pregnant with your dad’s child, which stirred up a scandal among the elite.

He continued. “Mr. Matthew Chambers practically threatened to end his own life if your dad didn’t agree to the marriage. Your dad eventually gave in. So, Nellie married into the Chambers family, just like she wanted. Over time, she cleaned up her act, and people started forgetting her past.”

“These days, she has a solid reputation among high society. But still, people can change, and you never know their true intentions. If she plans to host both events at the same banquet, be cautious. Better safe than sorry, he added.

Yvette’s hand paused on her coffee cup, and surprise flickered briefly in her usually calm eyes. She tapped the cup thoughtfully before nodding. “Yeah, I’ll keep that in mind.”

Later, at 9:00 p.m. in Argrol University’s library, Andrew had been pestering Jeremiah for two hours, trying to convince him to go to the bar. Jeremiah remained unyielding, his eyes calmly scanning the pages of a classic novel.

Andrew wore his most charming smile. “Jeremiah, I was wrong. I really didn’t know Yvette would leave right after the competition. Come on, be the bigger person, and let it slide just this once.”

not a wrinkle in sight. His action made Andrew’s face light up with hope. But Jeremiah’s cold words

smile fell. ‘All Arnold’s fault for insisting that Jeremiah

so severe he wouldn’t get out of bed for days. He had experienced that once when he defied Arnold, and he had no desire

me go just this once. Keep it quiet, and I swear, whatever you need, I’m there.

own words, but Jeremiah’s

slumped in defeat. ‘Fine. If he says no, it’s no. Jeremiah’s just being petty because I

the library, Winona stood alone in the cold night, wearing a white V–neck dress that left her legs exposed below the

Winona sulitly shifted in their direction, pretending not to notice

eyes widened in shock, and she tried to stop herself, but she had put too much force into

very real this time, and tears welled in her eyes. She looked up at Jeremiah, her tear–filled

realize this

He had seen plenty of women–far more beautiful and interesting–and none had caught his attention. Andrew struggled to suppress his laughter, crossing his arms as he watched

soft voice, Winona called out, “Mr. Chavez, I’ve twisted my ankle. Could you help

message to Yvette, completely ignoring Winona on the ground. Winona, though embarrassed, still felt a twisted sense of satisfaction. Only a man like him is worthy of me. I’ll do whatever it takes to win him over,

Jeremiah finished his text, he finally glanced down at her Winona’s heart leaped; her face looked even more pitiable, as though she might burst into tears at any moment. “Mr. Chavez,

tossed it casually onto Winona’s dress. In a lazy tone, he said, “Sorry, I don’t pick up

She thought to herself, “What did he just say? I thought Jeremiah would treat me with gentleness, compassion, affection, admiration, or

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