From Ruin She Rose novel Chapter 92

Chapter 92

Emily only tolerated Xavier’s advances and attended the party for one purpose: to meet James and Sofia.

She had never met them before, but now that she had, they turned out to be just as she’d expected: outwardly warm and friendly, but at heart, selfish and arrogant.

After Xavier introduced Emily, James didn’t even glance her way before getting up and walking out, clearly intending to humiliate her.

With a doting smile, Sofia stepped forward and said, “James always slips away when he gets nervous, Emily. Please don’t take it to heart.”

Sofia affectionately held Emily’s hand and said, “What a lovely girl. Xavier is truly fortunate to have met you.”

Emily disliked her forced intimacy and withdrew her hand. “Aunt Sofia, do you actually know how we met?”

Sofia shot a questioning glance at Xavier, her eyes silently asking him something. But she quickly regained her gentle smile. “Well, I heard from Xavier that he helped you out, which gave you two the chance to get acquainted.”

Emily suddenly cut in, interrupting Sofia’s pleasantries. “Mr. Jenkins did help me, but that’s not the reason we stayed in contact.”

Her tone was serious, with a hint of unusual determination. “I’m willing to interact with Mr. Jenkins because he looks a lot like a friend of mine.”

Xavier, who had been standing by with a gentle smile, suddenly felt his heart skip a beat. Suddenly, he remembered rescuing Emily by the pool and how, the moment she saw his face, she’d blurted out a name.

Emily kept her gaze fixed on Sofia and enunciated each word, “The friend I know is called Jackson…”

Xavier interjected urgently, “Mom, you should go help Dad greet the guests now.” He suddenly lunged forward, yanking Emily off the sofa and dragging her out, heedless of her leg banging against the table corner or the brutal force of his grip.

Emily’s face went pale, but ignoring the pain, she locked her gaze on Sofia.

Sofia also rose gracefully from the sofa, her hands clasped demurely in front. A gentle smile graced her face, making her appear every bit the dignified and amiable lady. But when her eyes met Emily’s, they held a grim, icy

menace.

In that instant, Emily knew that Sofia had caught the name she’d been cut off from saying.

Xavier forcefully dragged Emily out, hauling her straight into a private guest lounge.

He violently flung her into the room, his face a grim mask, all traces of his usual gentle, gentlemanly facade gone.

Emily had anticipated this. Stumbling briefly, she quickly regained her footing and calmly faced the darkly intimidating figure before her.

Xavier ground out through clenched teeth, “How could you know Jackson?”

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Seeing him finally drop the act, Emily was done playing games. She shot him a mocking look. “How do I know him?” she retorted, her tone dripping with sarcasm. “As if you don’t already know, Mr. Jenkins.”

Her lips curled into a mocking smile. Emily said, “Wasn’t it you, Mr. Jenkins, who sent him to that place?”

Xavier’s face went ashen, and his previously furious, menacing aura deflated like a punctured balloon in an instant. “Y-you…” Xavier’s voice hitched. “Did Jackson… Did he send you here?”

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