Chapter 48
He wanted nothing more
tre than to take her away, yet he had no grounds whatsoever.
Victor held her gaze. “Take good care of that knee, Grandpa’s birthday party is next weekend–pleate o
Elena nodded calmly. “Tunderstand. Thank you, President Whitmore,”
Victor turned to leave, but Annabelle caught his sleeve. “I’m sorry, Victor, please don’t be angry. I was just
“You should apologize to someone else, not me,” Victor said coldly
Annabelle’s heart sank, in his eyes she saw only disappointment.
She clenched her lists so hard her nails dug into her palms–all because of Elena, that wretch!
ith the
With the spectacle over, Elena rose and started for her room.
“Wait,” Adaline called after her.
The woman’s face had already softened into kindly benevolence, a far cry from her earlier chill.
ime so he won’t worry
“Elena, you’ve always been close to Sir Whitmore and know what he Ekes. This birthday party is crucial for Annie–whether she can get engaged to victor depends on dispelling Sir Whitmore’s prejudice against her.”
Elena met her eyes. “What would you like me to do?”
“What does Sir Whitmore usually
“Fishing, good tea, and collecting antiques.”
Adaline shot Annabelle a look. “Annie, remember that You must win Sir Whitmore’s favor this time.”
Annabelle nodded hard. “I will, Mom, but…..”
“But what?”
Annabelle glanced at Elena, “it Elena prepares those same gifts, what then?”
Adaline turned to Elena at once. “Elena, don’t prepare any of the three things you just mentioned. Understood?”
and Victor engaged as soon as possible, you mustn’t upstage your sister at Sir Whitmore’s birthday party. Remember that.”
“Since you want Annie and
if Victor hadn’t specifically asked her to attend Sir Whitmore’s banquet, Adaline would rather Elena stayed home altogether.
Elena Bennett curved her lips, but the smile never reached her eyes, and said, “Mom, relax. I’m not buying any of that–it costs money I don’t have Besides, I never meant to grab anything that belongs to Annie. You heard President Whitmore just now, didn’t you?”
Adaline stared for a moment, then forced an awkward smile and pressed a bank card into her daughter’s hand.
“I can’t believe I let it slip my mind–this is the card you used to use. Go on, spend it,” she said.
Elena Bennett glanced at the card, hesitated only a heartbeat, then pushed it back into her mother’s palm. “That won’t be necessary, Mom. Thank you.” she said.
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Chapter 48
Sir Whitmore’s birthday party was being held at Cloudsea Resort.
He had booked rooms for everyone and invited a swarm of relatives to arrive a day early for the celebration.
The Bennett family reached the resort, where a cheerful young clerk hurried forward to greet them and relieve them of their logge
“Mr. Bennett, Adaline, right this way, please. Sir Whitmore has prepared rooms especially for you, the clerk said, bowing
“Thank you,” Adaline replied with a polite smile.
The attendant
at led them up to the third floor and handed each person a key card.
Elena took hers and followed the numbered signs until she found her door.
It was tucked at the very end of the corridor.
Every other Bennett room, she noticed, had been clustered together larther up the hall.
Annabelle unlocked her own room and immediately asked, “Which one is Young Master Victor’s?”
“Right there,” the attendant said, pointing to the door beside Elena’s
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Chapter 49
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Sara Lili is a daring romance writer who turns icy landscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of Iceland’s breathtaking cold.