Semua Bab Unveiling the True Match: Bab 461 - Bab 470

The air around the table grew tense after Sophie's innocent remark. Henry, feeling the pressure, snapped back, "Don't you know that Xora has no parents left? Why do you have to dig into her wounds like that?"A shadow of regret passed over Sophie's face. "Oh, Xora," she murmured, her voice thick with emotion. "I'm so sorry. I wasn't aware. Henry never mentioned it. I should've been more sensitive."Sophie was taken aback to discover Xora was an orphan. Seeing the young woman trying hard to keep her composure, Sophie's heart went out to her. "Xora," she said, her voice firm and protective, "if you marry into the Warren family, you won't be alone anymore. And if Henry ever dares hurt you, I'll break his legs myself."Henry blinked, a little taken aback by Sophie's protective fervor. He had hoped for some sympathy, yes, but he had not expected Sophie to take Xora's side so vehemently.Yet, seeing Xora's eyes glisten with unshed tears, he felt a pang of warmth. Perhaps, he thought, if

Xoan's jealousy was somewhat inexplicable. Seeing his sour expression, Yaslyn felt powerless to say much and decided to remain silent, bearing his mood swings."Don't comfort him again. If he can't get past it, then let him be. Just leave him be," Xoan said, a cloud of darkness unmistakably visible in his eyes even in the dim light."Oh, come on, don't be so petty," Yaslyn replied, exasperation seeping into her voice. "He's your brother. How could I stand by and watch him fall apart?""He's my brother, yes, but there should be boundaries."Yaslyn sighed and relented. "Alright, I got it. Let's go home now. It's getting late, and we should rest."Xoan nodded, taking her hand as they made their way back to the villa.Xora and Henry left early since they did not sleep in. Even after Henry discovered that his room was occupied, no amount of fuss he made mattered. He left with a comically aggrieved expression as Xora practically dragged him away.Yaslyn chuckled to herself, noting how

"Mr. Sachwell, you must be quite surprised. Wondering where I got these documents from?"Yaslyn dangled the contract before him with a mocking smile, delighting in his shock. "Don't look so terrified. It's not as if I'm going to eat you alive."Panic welled up in Jaxon. "Where did you get that contract?"Suddenly, he realized he might have exposed his true intentions when he opened his mouth. Hastily, he added, "That contract is a sham. I don't know where you dug it up from, but you can't use it to frame me."Yaslyn clicked her tongue in fake disbelief. "Fake? Why don't we have a look together?"Uncertain, Jaxon snatched the contract from her, his eyes scanning the document rapidly. Sweat began to bead on his forehead, dripping like a broken faucet. To his dread, there it was—his signature!Though just a photocopy, his name was clearly written, sealing the deal."This... This can't be mine!"He clung to denial as if it was his last lifeline, believing that as long as he denied

"Stay still. Let me hold you for a moment."His voice was muffled, face buried into the crook of her neck, behaving with the needy tenderness of a child. Yaslyn felt the intimacy of the moment, and she felt a whirlwind of emotions."Quinn, not like this," Yaslyn whispered, leaving no room for argument.Hearing the unmistakable rejection in her tone, Quinn released her, his expression disheartened. However, the darkness of the night and the dim ambiance of the bar hid his face, making his feelings unreadable."You're drunk. Maybe drink some water to sober up," Yaslyn murmured, finding herself uncomfortable under his intense gaze."I'm not drunk, I'm fine," Quinn tried to protest, but Yaslyn cut him off sharply."No, you're clearly intoxicated."Reading between the lines, Quinn realized she was using it as an excuse to distance herself from the emotions he revealed."Haha! Yeah, maybe I did have a bit too much. So much that I ended up embracing the wrong person."As he spoke, wi

Yaslyn approached the entrance of her office building at sunrise. To her surprise, a familiar figure from her past waited at the doorway.She went closer and realized it was Wrenley, someone she had not seen in a long time. Time seemed to have taken its toll on Wrenley. Her chin, once sharp, now looked chillingly gaunt, making her look like a ghost haunting the entrance."Well, Ms. Jurado, it's been a while."If she could not avoid the confrontation, Yaslyn figured she might as well face it head-on. After all, what storm could Wrenley possibly stir up?"I have a few questions for you," Wrenley stated, her tone surprisingly restrained.Gone was the aggression Yaslyn remembered, replaced by a calm demeanor. However, a storm of emotions swirled beneath her calmness."Ask away. Just remember, I'm on a tight schedule."Yaslyn did not really have the patience for a prolonged exchange with her."Is it you? The one Xoan announced he's marrying on social media?" Wrenley's voice trembled