My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

Chapter 158

*Nothing much, it was off and on so I didn’t catch it all. Just bits and pieces, so I wanted to hear your side of the story.”

As Matthew spoke, he swept a glance downstairs; with a pleading look, he asked, “Is that okay, Xan?”

“Alright.”

Xanthea’s eyes flickered as she searched her mind for the right words. No matter what, she had to smooth over last night’s conversation perfectly – no suspicions from his side, no flaws in her plan for revenge!

“Really?” Matthew’s face lit up with excitement, “That’s great; let’s go!”

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“Ms. Marlowe, I appreciate your apology, but I have an urgent matter today and can’t stay for lunch, sorry.”

As Xanthea and Matthew descended the stairs, they brushed past Orion.

“Xanthea!” Leonard called out to her, puzzled by her sudden change of heart, “You’re not staying? This breakfast is…”

for the dress, and about the

“Ms. Nightshade.”

dinner next

forward, and Xanthea

“Ms. Nightshade.”

him, who couldn’t take his eyes off her departing figure. His gaze was darkened, his face pale without a

wink of sleep. At dawn, he ordered someone to prepare a hangover cure and clothes, and had personally cooked

Nightshade not only didn’t stay for breakfast but also didn’t

to everyone else, so why couldn’t she even speak a word to the boss? Even a simple farewell would

clearly didn’t care about him at all. Perhaps he was now in more

breakfast – crab cakes, sticky rice, and a cappuccino, all

her the breakfast, “Have some

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him, “What did I actually say to you last night? That made you come looking

something was off on your end and rushed