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.

of the corner of his eye, Faelan glanced at Zane. Fortunately, Zane’s expression hadn’t shifted. Faelan breathed a small sigh

Zane’s deep voice broke the

an eyebrow, his gaze shifting to Elysia. If Zane brought her here, it had to be something

that case, I won’t say anything more,” Vincent replied,

felt a rush of relief, thinking, ‘Finally,

was clear–whenever anything to do with Elysia came up, Vincent was much

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Chapter 357

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Villa until late that night. By then, Elysia was sitting in the passenger seat, unable to stop herself

ruled the business world, could end up being totally ignored by his grandfather.

Vincent had looked at him today had definitely been a little judgmental

wasn’t just today. Vincent always looked at him like that–with complete disdain.

glance at Zane’s profile. He was so handsome. How could his grandpa

from this far away?” 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,

as her fingers were about to touch the Adam’s

her, his gaze full of charm and a hint of teasing. Elysia’s heart skipped a beat, and she froze. He looked away, but he still didn’t let go of

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

complete stop that Elysia realized something was off. She tried to pull her hand away, but as soon as she moved, Zane’s deep voice came through the silence. “Don’t move. It’ll hurt,” he

the more she struggled,

misinterpret, and Elysia’s

he even realize what he had just

seemed to realize his slip–up, but he didn’t

as clueless as

voice lowering slightly with a teasing tone as he said, “So, Elysia, what

hand. As she recalled what she had just done,

it too late to tell him it was an

piped up again, “If you can’t remember, Elysia, I can help jog your

it on his throat. He spoke slowly, almost teasingly. “Elysia, do you know that a man’s Adam’s apple shouldn’t be touched?

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

me like that, does

and made me

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