Reclaiming Her Heart

Chapter 407: I'll Be Your Boyfriend

Alice stood there, laughing wildly, not forgetting to remind her.

"Dad is giving me twenty percent of his shares, and you have to manage the Fair family. I just sit back and collect money. Can't you see, you're being used? It's sad, really. Twenty years of companionship, and still, it's no match for blood ties." "Selena, nobody cares about you, not even Raymond."

Selena didn't respond to her, just drove off.

Looking at Alice's reflection in the rearview mirror, she knew at this moment Alice had truly won.

Alice was right about one thing; she had indeed been used.

But the gratitude she owed for being raised and the double grace of Barbara weighed on her, leaving her unable to retort.

While driving back to Rose Garden, she received a call from a courier company.

"Miss Fair, good morning. We have a gift for you from a few years ago, specifically instructed to be delivered today. May I have your current address, so we can send it over?"

A gift?

From several years ago.

and then returned

later, someone brought

it, she closed the

a wooden chest,

business, with wealthy people sending things to their future selves, akin to

she had never commissioned such

lock and reflexively entered

notebook, a letter, and

broken that promise. Are you crying secretly by the lake again? You must have looked for me on the campus of Harvard University, must have cursed me as a liar. I promised you, once you got into Harvard, I'd be your boyfriend. But by now, I'm probably just dust, nourishing some patch of earth. Don't be sad for me; I've become every drop of rain that's near you. Keep the ring, wear it without worries. It's not a matching set, just a birthday gift for you. You may be married

handwriting, her fingertips trembled slightly, and the letter

again and read it

finishing, she flipped

the notebook was blank except for a small chip taped to the middle page,

what the chip was for, so

she felt her

her behind

still so

her tears, feeling overwhelmed by the sadness of the day, her heart

to know the identity