“John managed to get his hands on the security footage from Mr. Seet’s office,” Sheila said, glancing at Nicole. “Susan had given Mr. Seet the bottle not too long ago, and he’s kept it in the drawer ever since.”
Nicole’s face was a ghastly shade of white while her eyes were swollen and teary. After a long period of silence, she managed to squeeze out a sorrowful grin and said, “Maybe you’re right, Sheila…maybe we were never meant to be…”
Sheila frowned. “Are you saying that you still don’t trust him?”
Nicole fell silent.
She found the events from the previous night highly suspicious, and it made her have second thoughts about her treatment towards Evan.
It looks like this must have been a misunderstanding…
“Are you done? You may take your leave now,” Nicole said calmly.
Sheila was taken aback by her words, but she had no choice but to take it. She stood up and let out a sigh as a strange feeling of irritation began to bubble up inside of her.
Why can’t she just forgive Mr. Seet? Can’t she see just how much he loves her? Why is she so stubborn and stuck in her own ways? Maybe she didn’t deserve all that love after all…
Maybe separation was the way to go after all.
As Nicole watched Sheila stomp out of the room, tears began to spill out of her eyes.
Her tears slid into her mouth, and it tasted bittersweet.
She felt bitter about how badly she had treated Evan, and how she had gotten him into so much trouble because of all the misunderstandings. Maybe we weren’t fated to be together.
However, she was moved by the intense love he had for her.
“The estate?” John repeated anxiously.
Stephen had been released from the Wicked Palace by Evan posing as Levant. Even though his power was never to be underestimated, John was reluctant to place all bat on him to win in the battle against the Wicked Palace.
In fact, Nicole was dead set on marrying Levant, who was Stephen’s adopted son and future son-in-law. John figured that he would be torn between helping his own family members and Evan, who was an outsider.
John decided to voice his concerns to Davin, who pondered over them for a moment. “It doesn’t hurt to try, I guess. Didn’t Evan let Sir Musgrave out of the Wicked Palace while he was impersonating as Levant? I’m sure he won’t mind helping us out in return.”
John nodded in agreement.
Sheila slammed her hand on the table. “That’s right, Davin! Having him return the favor would even things out. Your brother would have nothing to do with the estate or Nicole once that happens!”
Davin turned around to shoot Sheila a look. “That’s up to my brother to decide. Besides, I don’t think Ms. Nicole is as heartless as you think.”
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