Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Chapter 219

Nicole flipped through the album in front of Kieran without speaking. The room was quiet, with only the sound of pages turning, breaking the stillness of the silence.

She quickly reached the album's end, where several pages were added-new pages of pictures of Lila she hadn't seen.

The background didn't look like it was taken in the country. Recently, both of them had traveled abroad. Could they have gone together?

At this point, if Nicole hadn't figured things out, she might as well have wasted all these years. Her adopted daughter-the young lady she wanted her son to marry -was being pursued by her brother-in-law. This mess could easily become the plot of a melodramatic TV show.

She closed the album and lightly tapped it with her fingers. "Kieran, do you have anything to say?"

Kieran's lips pressed together, his face even colder and more indifferent than before. However, his words didn't match his expression.

"I have nothing to say," Kieran said. He lowered his head slightly as if acknowledging his guilt, yet his demeanor conveyed no remorse.

For all these years, he had hidden his feelings for Lila but had never forgotten his position. He had controlled himself and never overstepped. After all, there was no law against loving someone.

"You!" Nicole clutched her chest. Speculation was one thing, but hearing him admit it out loud was almost too much to bear.

How could this happen? Where did things go wrong? When did Kieran develop feelings for Lila?

sense now. It explained why he had always treated Lila differently. It was

else. He had never been interested in women all these years. Could it be because he

Nicole took a deep breath.

talk about this later. First, we need to deal with the fact that Lila is

need to go online to know that the

aimed at her. But now, not only were they involving the Joyce Group and Lane Group, but they were even dragging her parents into

the next day, she was surrounded by fanszin the parking lot of Joyce Group. As she reached the top of a set of stairs in the parking lot, a group of

wave of dizziness. Blood trickled down her forehead, and

vision.

and shoved her relentlessly,

many men, but

die! Stop wasting the

You're a curse! Since you sleep your way to the top, I'll strip you bare and post

men, don't you? We'll give you the chance to do

realized there were at least twenty people, and more than ten

her skin just above the collarbone. Her once flawless,~ snow-white skin was

red marks; two of these