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.

to inspect the paint. Satisfied, she repacked it and was just about to leave when the door creaked open again. Nancy looked up and smiled, thinking the auctioneer had returned. "The paint's fine. Oh, Cyrus, why

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

don't think we have much to discuss," Nancy

possible?" Cyrus demanded, clenching his fists as he strode over to

shadow that 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 wrist

have any idea how frantic I've been searching for you? Why

are, collaborating with Baldrick, working with The NY Group, and even

Cyrus' reddened eyes without

clear, unwavering eyes, a sudden

there's nothing between me and Hayley. Her

have pushed Hayley off the balcony at the party. How

lips curled into a smile, but it was laced with sarcasm and

is Norton's,

unease growing