Chapter 1221

If they couldn't find Nyla by 6:00 p.m., the banquet would have to be canceled, and Emerald would become a laughingstock.

At another estate on the west side of the city...

Nyla was having lunch in the garden with an elderly man who appeared to be around 70, his graying hair neatly combed.

"Ms. Kinsey, try this truffle omelet. It's the chef's specialty," the old man said.

Nyla smiled and nodded. "Thank you."

After breakfast, they took a walk through the garden.

"Ms. Kinsey, how does my estate compare to your mother's?" the old man asked.

Nyla glanced around, then smiled. "Each has its own charm. Both are beautiful." "And which one do you prefer?" he pressed.

Nyla thought for a moment before meeting his gaze. "Do you want the truth or a polite answer?"

"The truth, of course," he replied.

She answered honestly, "I prefer Ms. Kinsey's estate because it has my favorite Damask roses."

of that?" he asked,

"Yes," Nyla said simply.

the Nixons, I'll give you

lying

not. I always keep my word," he assured

then, I wish you success

help me, I will definitely take the Nixons," he declared

short stroll, the old man retired to rest while Nyla, under his

the living

Delia sat on the sofa, not daring to

had secretly messaged Alexander,

resolve, Delia would turn to Alexander-he always had

though, Alexander

gripped her phone,

and whispered a few words to Emerald. Her expression instantly darkened. "What did

was on the verge of bankruptcy liquidation. How could someone suddenly step in to help? And

the people in Saintornia relayed

do next," the

deep

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