The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow by Helena R. Bates

Chapter 162

Sarah stood there, her eyes filled with nothing but love. She thought she could forget Cyrus, but who would have guessed he'd show up in Ardenweald?

"Just wait," she thought to herself. "This time, I'll make sure Cyrus is mine."

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Nancy scribbled her name and that of Evergreen Global on the document, accepting the paint from the auctioneer with a smile. "Thank you," she said warmly.

"Miss Lena, it's our pleasure," the auctioneer replied earnestly. "I'm sure the recipients of your donation will be thrilled."

"You can check the paint, Miss Lena. If everything's in order, you're free to go."

"Alright," Nancy replied coolly.

leave when the door creaked open again. Nancy looked up and smiled, thinking the auctioneer had returned. "The paint's fine. Oh, Cyrus, why are you here?" Her smile vanished instantly, replaced

door behind him, meeting Nancy's wary gaze with a resigned sigh. "Nancy, I donated without even signing my name just to have a chance to talk

we have much to discuss," Nancy replied,

demanded, clenching his fists

seemed to swallow the light around her. The scent of Cyrus filled the air, and Nancy instinctively stepped back, but his hand shot out, gripping her

how frantic I've been searching

Baldrick, working with The NY Group, and even having Judson by your

reddened eyes without flinching. "Cyrus, do you really not know why I

into her clear, unwavering eyes, a sudden wave of

you talking about Hayley? But I swear, there's nothing between me and Hayley. Her

Hayley off the balcony at

into a smile, but it

is Norton's, is

darkened, unease growing