Chapter 4
Raven-black eyebrows framed his deep-set, piercing eyes, and his lips and nose. proportioned as if sculpted with meticulous care by a renowned artist. His jawline was perfectly defined.
She had first been utterly stunned by his presence at the cemetery, and up close, he was even more breathtaking. It was hard to imagine anyone in the entertainment industry who could surpass his allure.-
Unfortunately, he always wore a cold expression, and his aura was chilling, almost devil-like. Coupled with the outrageous rumors circulating in the news, it was no wonder people were wary of him.
“Ms. Nightshade, where are you headed?”
Ms. Nightshade? Such a formal address. Weren’t they on a first-name basis at the cemetery?
“Back to my room, thank you.”
Xanthea, worried she might fall, instinctively snuggled closer to him. She felt him pause as if shocked by electric contact. Curious, she looked up just in time to see a faint crescent-shaped scar on the left side of his neck.
That scar looked familiar. Could it be she was the one who left it?
Three years ago, when the Martinez family first made a name for themselves through a collaboration with the Nightshade family in Crestwood, Matthew was cornered by a group of so-called elite heirs. They taunted him, throwing stones and mocking his father for being a social climber, and Matthew as nothing but a lapdog to the Nightshade’s
heiress.
Overhearing this, she had angrily thrown stones back at them. When the leader, a blond punk, charged at her, she raised a sharp-edged stone in defense.
and begged for mercy, but she couldn’t stop the stone in her hand, which heavily struck the neck of a young man, leaving a crescent-shaped wound and blood gushing out. At that moment, she was only thinking of Matthew and didn’t even see the face of the man who helped her.
away.
about that young man, she couldn’t even remember his face. and
the person who had helped her
him by
14:55
thank you. How could she have
her eyes. She wanted to ask him why, despite all
after her supposed death, had he chosen to end his own
think she was insane. Feeling a sting in her nose, Xanthea raised her hand to rub it
moment, and then it dawned
party was held in the main hall – no
and that protective embrace at the cemetery holding a bouquet of irises toward
her from the pond just now? Xanthea about to tug at his shirt, eager to
you doing
was
came closer, “Just felt a bit stuffy, went for a walk in the garden and accidentally tripped. Luckily, Mr.
could easily cut all ties with Matthew to avoid repeating her past tragedies. But that
the despair she had felt
to Orion, “Thank you, Mr. Lockwood, for your
“Mr. Lockwood, thank you.”
finish, Orion had already set her down
see if there was an
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