LOGINAdrian went rigid.
He hadn't expected a daughter of the Sinclair family to be so perverted and extremely bold at it-So she believed, as the realization of what she had just blurted out hit her.
The silence between them turned very much awkward.
Adrian didn't let go of her waist; instead,he continued staring down at her with an unreadable expression probably opposite to his usual sharp state of reasoning.
His eyes narrowed, pulling her closer and using his grip to steady her balance, he pushed her to stand on her own feet.Lydia wanted to disappear.
Throwing words nonchalantly but now she's feeling like the ground underneath her should split open and swallow her whole beneath the scrutiny of his gaze that was becoming way intrusive.
But looking at it ,she couldn't really blame him, right?
"I’m not really sure Miss Sinclair understands what she is saying," Adrian said, his voice dropping into a smooth drawl.
He leaned in. "Perhaps my future sister-in-law has simply been under too much stress with her marriage preparations."The words came out lika a sigh."I get it," he continued in a light tone.
"Today is your engagement day. So, I will choose not to take offense."
Lydia's breath hitched.
Funny enough, this was the first time words had ever been exchanged between her and Adrian,and it had to happen like this.
Yet, despite the absurdity of her proposal, his demeanor remained calm as he spoke as if nothing out of the ordinary had occurred at all, as if it were nothing worth metioning.
She cleared her throat, forced herself to regain some composure, and muttered hoarsely, "What makes you think that?"
Her unpredictable question stopped him in his tracks as he had already taken a step to move past her up the stairs, but now he turned slowly back around.
His jaw tightened, gaze steady and unreadable.”I don't quite get what you seem to be implying," he said coldly,sending a sharp shiver down her spine.
"Never mind,"
she turned away from him and hurried down.
On the stairs ,he didn't move.He didn't blink while staring intently after her as a slight grin curled onto his lips."She didn't even say thanks," he murmured,amused.
Lydia tried as hard as she could to shove brief interaction out of her mind.
Everything was on the line. Today, if she didn't get engaged to Henry, she was going to leave the city for good. And honestly, she would rather leave the city and disappoint her family than end up stuck with a worthless cheat.
Suddenly, her mind kicked into high gear as she reached the bottom of the stairs. 'What if I get a powerful man to put the ring on instead?'
It didn't really seem like a bad plan to her as it was her initial thought, but the truth was, she hadn't calculated a thing when she threw those words at Adrian.
Good thing he hadn't made a scene out of it. Given how everything went down, it probably looked like she was the one trying to drag things out.
What an idiot! She thought.
"Lydia," a gentle voice called out, a pair of hands dropped onto her shoulders.
She got startled and turned around.it was her mother.
'What am I supposed to do now?'
"Darling, what are you doing here?" her mother asked.
"The guests are already coming in. In no time your husband-to-be will be here, and his family is already waiting. You need to be ready to welcome him when he arrives, you reckless girl!"
Poor mummy didn't know what was going on.
Even if she spoke up, would she even be believed?
As far as her family was concerned, they seemed to trust her elder sister way more than they did her. In just a matter of seconds, her truth would be buried and her own reputation damaged if she acted impulsively.
Forcing a smile,"Yes mum, I was just checking up on Natasha. My sister needs to be here, right?"
Her mother nodded compassionately, dragging her by the hands to the kitchen as she was strongly bent on the idea that she had to prepare the soup for her fiancé as to honor ancient customs for good luck.. happy marriage.
Lydia didn't resist.
As she stood there, she wondered what Adrian was up to but brushed it off, recalling she heard he was well acquainted with her brother, Isaac Sinclair.
* * *
While everyone was seated, soon after,she caught the sight of her sister approaching down the stairs making her blood run cold.
Natasha was fully dressed in an even more exquisite gown than Lydia, all dolled up as if she were the one getting engaged today. Their eyes locked, but Natasha's face remained blank.
Soon, the time for the real programme arrived, but the future groom was nowhere to be found. Just then, the double doors swung open, and Henry stepped through, looking all flashy and put together.How the hell did he get out?!
Lydia was pissed.
Henry walked in, greeted the guests with a polite smile, cheered, and announced that the real deal of the gathering should continue.
Much of the talking between the families were done with everyone satisfied with the terms.
Before she could even react, he caught her by the hand and pulled her from where she stood into the spotlight.
"Everyone here is aware that everything is set today," Henry announced intercepting her plans.
"I am officially going to get engaged to my beautiful princess." He turned to her,"You'll make me the happiest man in the world.It is an honour to get married to you my love.
He reached for her hand, about to slide the ring onto her finger.Lydia gritted her teeth, something flared inside her.
Just in time, someone lightly slammed into Henry.
"I'm afraid but this lady here is getting engaged to me today little brother"
"Lydia..." Natasha said, her voice breaking.The moment Lydia assured everyone the spill had already been cleaned and there was nothing to worry about, Joy quietly returned to her station.Natasha, however, didn't give Lydia the chance to say a single word."Because of you, Isaac is lying in the hospital.""He almost lost his life!"What?Lydia unconsciously held her breath.No...It couldn't be.She had tried so hard to bury that possibility the moment Isaac's location had led her to a hospital.The first emotion Lydia felt upon seeing Natasha had been disgust.The sister who had faked sympathy for her was now standing there in a figure-hugging outfit that revealed her long, slender legs.So unlike the Natasha she knew.The Natasha who had always been strict.Conservative.Almost obsessively obsessed with decency.It was as though she had transformed overnight.More beautiful.More confident.More... liberated.It made Lydia feel strangely small.It was as if a thin veil had finally be
In no time, the car pulled into the executive parking lot of Infinite Sky Tech.Ivy turned off the ignition, and silence settled inside the vehicle."We're here, Ms. Sinclair. The private elevator is clear."Lydia tightened her grip on her purse, her eyes fixed above the edge of her mask."Good.""I'd like to see exactly what we're dealing with....But before that... I want to walk through the first floor."With a firm push, she opened the car door and stepped out, ready to begin the day by facing whatever awaited her.The bustling reception lobby of Infinite Sky Tech was graced by her presence.At her left, Ivy walked with a straight posture and a stern expression.It wasn't a mistake, Lydia thought.Ivy was deliberately wearing a colder expression than usual today.Well...It certainly got the message across.Beneath her face mask, Lydia's breathing remained steady.The piercing gazes following her from every direction, however, were anything but normal.With most of her face concealed,
When Adrian—whatever he was, and whatever game he was playing—still hadn't shown up, Lydia's patience finally began to wear thin.She had dialed Isaac's number countless times.A hundred would have been an understatement.Each unanswered ring felt like another drop of ice water sliding down her spine.What if he had abandoned her?The thought clawed at the back of her mind.No.She forced it away.She wouldn't doubt him.Not after he told her he believed her.He said he was coming.He had to.Yet her feet were left on icy groundsHis last known location refused to make any sense.Ahospital.She tried to convince herself there had to be an emergency.Something urgent must have happened.Nothing bad happened to him.He's fine.She repeated the words like a mantra,though her chest continued to tighten.Fortunately, she wasn't entirely defenseless.She still held two trump cards.Adrian.And Henry.The two men would surely be useful as it is.Surprisingly, a narcissist like Henry hadn't recoiled
"Special? What do you mean by that?" Lydia asked.She locked her jaw, refusing to open her mouth for the spoon Miriam was holding out.It didn't look like the nanny intended to tell her anything.Realizing she wasn't going to get an answer, Lydia took matters into her own hands.She grabbed the bowl from the tray, lifted it to her lips, and gulped the soup down in one go."It's terrible. I really don't like soup," Lydia grumbled, setting the empty bowl down.Miriam didn't argue.She simply prepared the medicine the doctor had prescribed before reaching over to gently wipe Lydia's mouth."He never lets just anyone into this room," Miriam murmured."Well... he cleans this place himself."Lydia froze.That was quite the information dump.She stared at Miriam for a long moment before slowly nodding, piecing together what the older woman meant.No wonder the Harolds had reacted so strongly.All because Adrian had ordered this room to be prepared... for her."Why?"The nanny was already gone by t
"...I'm speeding down the highway as we speak. I'll be there before you know it..."Isaac paused for a heartbeat."Lydia, I believe you."Hearing those four words was enough to convince her that her life hadn't completely collapsed overnight.Right on cue, a sharp knock landed against the door.She expected it to be Adrian. Perhaps he had finished dealing with his urgent matter and was returning to explain the situation, just as he had promised earlier."Come in."The door clicked open.It wasn't Adrian standing in the doorway, but the kind-faced nanny from before.The older woman stepped inside carrying a silver tray with a steaming bowl of soup."Young lady, here we are. You must still be exhausted. Have some warm soup," she said, offering a warm smile.Her kindness stood in stark contrast to the permanent frowns that seemed to plague the rest of the Harold family.Looking at her gentle expression, Lydia wondered if this woman might be willing to answer some of her questions."Thank
Henry sneered down at her, his eyes wild."But there's no need to fret. It just suggests that we fit each other perfectly, don't you think?"Lydia frantically pry at his grip,twisting just to break free from his painful grasp.He was insane."You're mine, young lady," Henry hissed. "And nobody is taking you away from me."Oh, no.Please, not another nightmare added to her plate."You're a bitch, and I'm scum," Henry whispered against her ear. "Perfect match. Happily ever after."To her horror, not a single servant happened to be nearby.Realizing Lydia had no intention of playing the submissive, apologetic girlfriend, the scumbag slammed his free hand over her mouth. Even if she screamed, every sound would be smothered against his palm."Have you forgotten?" Henry hissed, pinning her back. "We're already engaged. And whatsoever happened at the frmal party yesterday didn't change a thing."Lydia thrashed against him, using every ounce of her remaining strength to bite down hard on his h







