The chilly night breeze carried an ominous tension, swirling between them like a looming threat.

Upon seeing Justin's arrival, Christopher's expression shifted dramatically from joy to solemnity.

"Bella, you're here?" Mrs. Iverson's eyes lit up with tender affection, wishing she could rise from her wheelchair to greet her.

Bella's remarkable beauty has always left a lasting impression on Mrs. Iverson, even to the point where she sometimes struggled to recognize her own son but never failed to identify Bella instantly. Mrs. Iverson genuinely cherished Bella, unable to conceal her affection.

"Hello, Mrs. Iverson," Bella greeted politely, bowing respectfully.

Justin stood by Bella's side, encircling his arm around her waist, his gaze sharp and unwavering as he observed Christopher's every move.

"Bella, who is this?" Mrs. Iverson looked puzzled, glancing uncertainly at Justin's impassive face and instinctively reaching for Christopher's sleeve.

Bella was about to speak, her gaze fixed on her partner's handsome side profile.

But before she could, Christopher adjusted his gold-rimmed glasses and said with a smile, "Bella, what a coincidence to run into you here. Are you going on a trip, too?"

Throughout the interaction, he engaged solely with Bella, completely disregarding Justin's presence.

"Christopher, do you think I'd be in the mood for a vacation?"

Bella's eyes glinted sharply, her voice carrying a frosty tone, refusing to entertain Christopher even in front of Mrs. Iverson.

Maxwell still roaming freely and my brother and Justin's vendetta unresolved, how

slightly quivered as he gazed into his partner's starry eyes, brimming with love as radiant

Bella talking about? What bloodshed? I don't understand,"

that you don't understand, because I don't

gave no hint of his sinister nature. "Bella, who is this

chest, his deep-set eyes

South Island, when they were trying to capture

as an innocent person and offering him his assistance.

the hand supporting her waist tremble with tension. She felt

frustrations for him, her brother, sister, and her brother-in-law, who

was not the right time.

price for his actions

we leave now?" Mrs. Iverson's frail body curled slightly

her indoors, making her delicate and sensitive to the slightest chill. Though it was almost fall, the temperature in Savrow was still far from cold, whether it was during the

Mom. I'll take you to the plane

mother toward the gateway, Justin's voice cut in abruptly, chilled to the bone. "Mr. Iverson, I regret to inform you that your plane might not be

Christopher seemed oblivious to Justin's words, continuing to walk

a pressure that

my mother's feeling

gaze was fierce and

189.1983

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