My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 15

Xanthea was unwrapping a piece of candy and popping it into her mouth when Samuel’s words nearly made her choke. “Sam, what are you on about? How could that even be possible?”

“Why not possible? Look at today’s gathering-every debutante and starlet dressed to the nines, all trying to outshine each other; they were obviously all here for him. But he didn’t so much as glance at any of them. Instead, he only had eyes for you, not to say he even ditched the important Lockwood Group board meeting just for a word from you.”

“That’s because I helped him win big at the stone betting table. With the MJ Group. contract in the bag, Lockwood shares were his no need to rush off to that meeting.” Xanthea paused, then added, “And like you said, with all the stunning ladies around, why on earth would he be interested in me?”

“Because you’re the most stunning, Xan!”

Ethan and Samuel chimed in unison.

Xanthea rolled her eyes. “The world of brotherly love is truly mad.”

Ethan laughed, “Xan, I’m not just being overprotective. You have no idea how captivating you looked today. If I weren’t your actual brother, I’d fall for you myself.”

Samuel, running his fingers through her hair proudly, added, “Yeah, Xan, you were so confident and radiant, a far cry from the girl who used to orbit around Matthew. This is the charisma that our Nightshade family princess should embody!”

Listening to them, Xanthea briefly spaced out. In her past life, her love for Matthew was all-consuming, to the point where she had lost herself entirely.

“Even if I am great, Orion couldn’t possibly like me.”

“Why are you so sure?”

her grave, kissing her corpse, and even going as far as to kill Matthew and Miranda; she wondered if

for any affection to be that deep. Second, considering how openly he had pursued Miranda in his previous life, he would have declared his feelings if he liked her. Thirdly, there was his

can I ask

“Xan, what’s with that title? My escapades were all

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networking.”

you liked asked you

that even a

Forget it!

Xanthea felt certain. He couldn’t possibly like her. As

can tell whether someone

now a famed business prodigy, he had trouble altering his formed traits of paranoia, gloom, and cruelty. Being liked by someone with such flaws is a misfortune in

disagreed; everyone, no matter their past, deserved a chance at happiness. Besides, she couldn’t see how someone who blushed at mere close contact with a

uncle had a special iris mutation flown in from Seraphia. It had been in the soil for three days, and as soon as she got home, Xanthea dashed to the backyard eager to check for sprouts. Instead,

Miranda and Matthew were locked in an embrace; their silhouettes nearly

her fists clenched so tightly that

before her death when si with excitement, had gone to tell Matthew she had chosen her wedding dress, marry him. Instead, she had found

now, it was just revolting to

years.

their faces off, but reason