Pampered By Power: The True Heiress Returns

Chapter 357

“Elysia, are you seriously going to be so polite with me? Faelan said with a chuckle, his tone light and teasing. But Zane’s expression immediately shifted. He shot Faelan a sharp look, his eyes filled with unmistakable displeasure.

Faelan felt the weight of Zane’s cold stare like a physical force. His skin prickled. What did I say? Did I mess up? he thought.

He replayed his words in his head. It was just one sentence… right? he wondered.

He pondered it for a moment, then forced a nervous smile and tried to salvage the situation. “Well, as a senior. I should take care of these little things for her, right?”

Elysia glanced at Faclan, her gaze drifting over him before settling on Zane. Something felt off, but she couldn’t quite put her finger on it.

While she was lost in thought, Zane suddenly turned his head to look at her. His smile was cool, almost imperceptible, but enough to make her pause.

The more Elysia thought about it, the stranger it seemed.

Sensing the awkwardness in the air, Vincent followed Elysia’s line of sight. When he saw Zane standing there, his brow furrowed. “When did you get here?”

Zane didn’t say a word, just standing there silently.

The atmosphere thickened, and Faelan’s smile faltered. He thought, ‘Mr. Hartley came in with Elysia, but why is Vincent only acknowledging her? With Mr. Hartley here, there’s no way he should be so invisible.

‘Mr. Hartley’s status may have been low before, but now… he’s almost irrelevant, Faelan thought, sighing inwardly. Well, I can’t just sit here while things get uncomfortable. I’m Vincent’s student. I can’t just do nothing.

“Uh, Vincent, Mr. Hartley came with Elysia,” Faelan said quickly, trying to smooth things over.

Vincent nodded curtly, his expression tight. “I figured as much. I turned around and only saw you.”

There was a hint of disdain in his voice, and then he added, “If you don’t have anything important next time, you don’t need to come.”

Faelan couldn’t help but think, ‘Does Vincent really dislike Mr. Hartley that much?”

He sighed internally, thinking, ‘Vincent, could you just say a little less? You’re fine, but I’m stuck in the middle, feeling uncomfortable.‘

He tried to ease the tension, but it was clear that it wasn’t working. If the situation didn’t change, Faelan was going to feel

even worse.

at Zane. Fortunately, Zane’s expression hadn’t shifted. Faelan breathed a small sigh of

down, Zane’s deep voice broke the

an eyebrow, his gaze shifting to Elysia. If Zane

I won’t say anything more,”

relief,

came up, Vincent was much easier

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Chapter 357

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in the

never thought that someone like Zane, who ruled the business world, could

she wasn’t mistaken, the way Vincent had looked at him today had definitely been

looked at him like that–with complete disdain.

was so handsome. How could his grandpa not like him? she

Zane’s voice interrupted her thoughts. His Adam’s apple bobbed as he spoke, and for some reason, Elysia found herself staring at it. Before she even realized it, her hand started to reach toward

to touch the Adam’s apple, Zane’s hand shot out and grabbed

and a hint of teasing. Elysia’s heart skipped a beat, and she froze. He looked away, but

his other hand firmly on the steering wheel, guiding the car into a

complete stop that Elysia realized something was off. She tried to pull her hand

the more she

one sentence, though, was easy to misinterpret, and Elysia’s face

even realize what he had just said?” she thought.

his slip–up, but he didn’t show

was clear now–Elysia wasn’t as clueless as he’d

He turned to look at Elysia, his voice lowering slightly with a teasing tone as he said, “So, Elysia,

to where he was still holding her hand. As she recalled what

too late to tell him

didn’t respond, Zane piped up again, “If you can’t remember, Elysia, I can help

took her hand and placed it on his throat. He spoke slowly, almost teasingly. “Elysia, do you know that a man’s Adam’s apple shouldn’t be

flicking up to meet his. She didn’t quite understand what he meant by

me like that,

slightly. “But I didn’t touch it on my own. You grabbed my hand and made me do it. Isn’t that just

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