My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 52

Sebastian had wriggled and squirmed for a good while before he managed to escape from Xanthea’s clutches. He glared helplessly at his uncle, who not only didn’t help but also seemed to enjoy the torment. He whispered into Xanthea’s ear, “Xan, you can’t play favorites with Uncle Orion! He’s bigger than me, so his punishment should be tougher!”

Watching Sebastian so quickly betray their little alliance, Xanthea couldn’t help but think their nephew–uncle bond was as flimsy as a cheap plastic toy. But she certainly wasn’t going to let Orion off the hook easily.

After happily saving the photos, she walked towards Orion with a mischievously gleeful look in her eyes.

“Mr. Lockwood.”

“Feeling peckish?”

He beat her to the punch.

She hadn’t felt hungry until he mentioned it, but now that she thought about it, after a long tutoring session with Sebastian that left her fuming and a strenuous half–hour pool, she did feel a bit.

Wait a minute, this must be his gourmet trap! She absolutely couldn’t fall for it!

hungry, not at

Orion said, “I’ll cook.”

What?

doubting her

Lockwood isn’t just good at cooking: he’s exceptional. It’s a pity I’ve only had the pleasure once, on his mom’s 30th birthday, just

his face brightening as

Xanthea grew more curious.

the top authority at Twin Towers, could actually cook! She had a soft spot

Xanthea hesitated, swayed.

to be swayed by the promise of food, tugged at her sleeve, “Xan, aren’t you going to punish Uncle Orion?”

not treating you as harshly

“Deal.”

agreed without hesitation, making Xanthea feel slightly guilty Was she being

him, lingering on his chest, recalling the scenes from that night at the Rlan Hotel that had left her heart racing. The

simple.