Chapter 165

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As dusk settled, the group of friends decided it was time to head home after a fun-

filled evening.

Nathaniel, who was hosting this gathering at a private club, saw everyone off at the entrance until only a few remained.

He watched Giselle get into Lysander's car and couldn't resist pulling Lysander aside for a quiet word.

"Come on, you owe me an explanation. What exactly are your intentions with Giselle?"

Among their circle, Giselle was affectionately known as "Sis Giselle" because she was a bit older and always known for her competence since childhood.

Lysander glanced at him, his expression clear and sober under the moonlight, his voice steady. "Why does it matter to you?"

Nathaniel felt his irritation rising. "We're like brothers! Of course, it matters to me." "Giselle's practically family to me, too. Can't I show a little concern?"

her, you should sort

messy on both sides,

"Mind your own business. Maybe you

let out a frustrated

conversation here, and you're stabbing

his family, the Pembrokes, had their own share of drama—a tangled mess of unresolved

Nathaniel gave Lysander a playful punch on the shoulder. They'd been friends for years, after all. Despite the tension, he offered some

"I'm serious."

left for another country and hasn't spoken to him in years. She didn't even care when my sister was in

trying to have it all

under the moonlight. "That's because your old man

seconds before exclaiming, "Get lost!" Maybe he should have

people just won't

of the

at school. The little boy was off to join his peers

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