Chapter 57 Episode 57

Oliver stood behind him, holding a grand bouquet of Ecuadorian roses.

The atmosphere grew thick with unease as Elijah made his appearance.

Yara’s complexion drained, shifting swiftly from ashen to a heated flush, yet she refrained from voicing her discontent.

Instead, she mustered a strained smile and inquired, “Elijah, I thought you had left?” “I merely stepped away to pick up flowers for my wife.

Furthermore, my wife is an only child, Miss Elizabeth, so please refrain from fabricating familial connections,”

Elijah responded, his tone detached, his eyes avoiding Yara’s gaze.

left momentarily speechless, her fingernails pressing sharply into her

adoration for Sandra, and whispers of

proclaiming Elizabeth as his wife and standing by her

actions,

Oliver to present the roses

Elizabeth’s surprised yet glowing face—his expression a stark contrast to the iciness he had exhibited earlier

Elijah’s motives, Elizabeth quickly adapted to the situation, playing

the roses, she responded warmly, “Yes, these are my favorite.” Reflecting on the past two years, she acknowledged that, despite everything, Elijah had provided her with a measure of material comfort,

this stark contrast in mind, Elizabeth couldn’t bear the thought of Yara viewing

a talent for

for her survival

Elizabeth approached Elijah, gently looped her arm through his, and cooed in a syrupy tone that made her own flesh crawl, “Thank you, sweetheart.” It was the first time Elijah had ever heard her use such a sugary-sweet voice, and it

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