Chapter 122


Chapter 122:

Daniela stood motionless, absorbing the scene unfolding before her. Every word uttered, every gesture made, was indelibly imprinted in her mind, stark and inescapable.

Her eyes brimmed with tears, yet she staunchly held them back. A subtle smile flickered across her lips as she finally addressed Caiden.

“Well then, I appreciate your words.”

She had anticipated a moment of hesitation from him. She had hoped he might deliberate a bit longer, given Elite Lux’s staggering achievements. But that was not to be.

In his eyes, regardless of her accomplishments, she remained dispensable.

Daniela gathered the folds of her flowing gown and bowed slightly. Raising her head, she gazed up at Caiden—mirroring the way she once looked up to him as a child, filled with awe and longing. Now, however, her eyes were stripped of that naivety.

or death, in joy or in grief, I am no longer

grace. Caiden was momentarily caught in

with surprising clarity that Daniela was no longer a

there, lost in his reverie, Josie approached with her ever-alert senses. The aroma of soup drifting from

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in alarm, and with a swift motion, she pushed Daniela back a few steps, casting a disbelieving stare

rosemary in the

baffled and unprepared. The soup had been

scent of herbs lingering in the

darkened, her tone laced with fury as she confronted

could cover her in rashes. How can you call yourself her

of forgotten memories began to resurface in

faint echo of truth in her words—Daniela’s allergy to rosemary. The memory had faded over the years, blurred and distant. By the time Caiden’s gaze lifted to seek out Daniela, it

triumph. A satisfied grin spread across her face as she leaned in close to Joyce, her voice a

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