The lost heiress never forgiven

Chapter 478 Playing with Fire.

Autumn wanted nothing more than to avoid Draven. But the man was as persistent as he was clueless–e followed her anyway.

Seeing her digging for spring bamboo shoots, he began critiquing her technique. One moment it was, “You’re doing it wrong,” and the next, “You’re not using enough force.”

Annoyed, Autumn threw down the trowel. “If you’re so great, then do it yourself.”

Draven adjusted his glasses and–surprisingly–took the tool from her.

At first, he was even worse than she was. Autumn didn’t hold back, teasing him with a smirk. “And here I thought you were some expert. Turns out you’re all talk.“.

Draven pressed his lips together and said nothing. But after a while, he got the hang of it. His movements grew confident, and before long, he pulled a fresh bamboo shoot from the soil.

“Look!”

He held it up, visibly pleased. “It’s really tender.”

“… Yeah, not bad,” Autumn admitted grudgingly.

And just like that, the two of them were digging side by side, slowly warming up.

With every shoot they unearthed, their excitement grew. At one point, their combined shouts of surprise made others turn their heads–anyone unaware might’ve thought something serious had happened.

The joy of harvesting bamboo shoots… oddly enough, it thrilled them more than their usual lab successes. The feeling of tangible accomplishment was euphoric.

If anyone from their academic circle had seen them–these renowned scholars squealing over wild vegetables–they’d have been speechless.

Hands known for pioneering science and reshaping theories were now happily dirt–stained, planting and harvesting like country farmers.

Sierra’s attention. She glanced over

Johnathan. “Do you… think there’s something between

and

clearly had feelings. But from Autumn’s

mutual.

he said,

Draven’s a good guy,” Sierra said. Perhaps it was their shared scientific background–she’d always had a favorable impression

Draven was the one she interacted with

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blinked in disbelief.

the outing came to a close, no one wanted to leave–even though Sierra offered to let them stay

promised

“They say in summer, the mountains are full of

immediately sparked anticipation. Everyone was already looking

they’d gone, Sierra finally let herself relax

worn

murmured, “So… what do you think of White

smart,” Johnathan

as expected–no missteps, no suspicious remarks, and no

him so closely, Johnathan might not have caught anything. But he did- White

So subtle, in fact,

anything yet–but it told Johnathan one thing.

was trying to find the