Rising from the Ashes The Heiress They Tried to Erase

Chapter 627:

The woman remained stationed at the entrance, her tone sharp with authority as she barred the way. “Shiloh, have you forgotten the rules here? Ms. Cooper is taking her afternoon tea now. Whatever business you have can wait until after dinner.”

Shiloh’s pulse quickened. He knew these routines all too well. Cold sweat beaded his forehead as he forced an uneasy smile, his posture deferential. “I understand Ms. Cooper doesn’t receive visitors during her private hours, but this situation demands exception… I’ve brought her favorite delicacies from Alis Bakery, the freshly baked peach crisps she adores. Siena, might you inform her? I have urgent matters to report.”

Siena Collins’ eyes dropped to the elegant paper box cradled in Shiloh’s trembling hands. Without a word, she extended her palm.

Relief flooded through Shiloh as he surrendered it, watching it disappear into her grasp.

“Wait here,” Siena commanded, her eyes narrowing to scrutinizing slits before she pivoted and glided away.

She crossed the corridor and arrived at the fountain, setting the box on the round marble table with careful precision. As she lifted the lid, the sweet aroma of fresh pastries escaped. Bowing respectfully, she spoke in hushed tones. “Ms. Cooper, Shiloh has brought your favorite cakes.”

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