Richest Mogul

Chapter 1669

Zera was left momentarily speechless, blinking in confusion as uncertainty clouded her thoughts. Could it really not be Wendy's doing? She struggled to understand why Aiken had suddenly stopped reaching out to her. As she tried to make sense of it, Wilbur unexpectedly called her. She answered quickly.

"The hot spring resort? The one I went to before?" she asked. "Oh, you're coming to pick me up? No need. I'll drive myself. I know the way. Please tell Aiken I've missed him these past few days. I can't wait to see him tonight!" She raised her voice just enough for Wendy to hear through the walls. Whether Wendy actually heard or not didn't matter.

Well, it would have been better if she had done it. Let Wendy compare things. Aiken's attention was fully on her now, with no room for thoughts of Wendy. It was only natural-Aiken liked her.

After all, she was good at charming men, knowing exactly how to pamper them. Men thrived on the desire to protect the ones they cared about, and she played that role flawlessly.

When she saw Wendy, she understood immediately. Wendy was the kind of woman who didn't grasp the subtleties of romance, and she was too focused on her career. Her commanding presence and ambition were intimidating-qualities that offered no sense of conquest.

No man would be drawn to that.

Zera, on the other hand, knew how to present herself as delicate and in need of protection. Even if she became an award-winning actress someday, she would always remain soft and vulnerable in Aiken's eyes.

everything Wendy had said today was true. Zera didn't want Wendy as

the house, Wendy overheard

spring resort?" Wendy's face turned pale as her heart sank. She let out

She remembered mentioning to

wanted to visit a hot spring with him

but they never

He had never wanted to share that romantie experience with her.

her true passion or love.

yel

of the thrill and

laughed bitterly and made a decision. "Cancel my flight and rebook another one. If there's

up, she

hers. Zera's words rang in her mind, sharp and unyielding. Perhaps it was her own moral coercion that