The Broken-hearted She And The Icy He

Chapter 494 The Charm

The eighteenth of next month. Just over a month away.

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Lily thought it felt a little fast. But when she remembered James that morning–clinging to her like a desperate wolfhound terrified of being abandoned–her heart softened. She blushed, nodded, and whispered, “Okay.”

Grace clapped her hands in delight. “James, on your wedding day, Lily will need more than a gown–she’ll need several outfits for the ceremonies.” She pulled a sleek black card from her purse and pressed it into Lily’s hand. “Take her shopping. Get jewelry to match.”

“Grandma, I already have so many pieces…” Lily protested weakly. These days, when she wasn’t in the studio recording the theme song, she was shopping. James’s villa safe was crammed full of jewelry already. They weren’t heads of state, why did she need a new treasure chest every week?

“A girl can never have too much jewelry!” Grace scolded, feigning outrage. “Take it. If you don’t, I’ll be angry!”

Helpless, Lily accepted the card, cheeks still red, and let James usher her out to the bridal boutique.

Upstairs, Victor had gone to fetch a file. He slipped off his jacket and felt something stiff in his shirt pocket. Curious, he pulled it free.

A charm.

Carved from fine rosewood, strung on red cord, etched with a tiny phoenix and the characters for peace and fortune.

rested against the woman’s chest, warm beneath his lips as he lost control. Somewhere in that chaos, it must have slipped

“Victor…”

you wanted me in

fist closed around the charm, hidden

had been the one with him last night. And yet–some instinct, deep and

he said only, “If you’d rather stay here, I can move

her rage. She didn’t want him in the guest room. She wanted him in her bed, night after night, so she could get

tongue. Victor loathed intimacy; if she

bastard child in Lily’s belly. Once that problem was gone,

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Chapter 494 The Charm

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herself. Whether Victor touched her or not, the family

fortune would be hers. All of

had not only chased off the

woke with nothing worse than a concussion and