Semua Bab Unveiling the True Match: Bab 471 - Bab 480

Wrenley froze in place with her head bowed. She appeared to tremble ever so slightly, tears seemingly streaming down. However, Yaslyn did not feel a pang of sympathy.Tears from trusting another's words too easily seldom won any compassion. Yaslyn's icy and unyielding gaze passed over Wrenley, and she continued into the company building.At ten in the morning, amidst a flurry of paperwork, Yaslyn's phone buzzed with an incoming call. The familiar name flashing on the screen gave her a brief headache, but she picked up."Yaslyn, are you busy? There's something I'd like to discuss," Hendrix's voice was calm.He did not bring up Wrenley immediately, but Yaslyn had an inkling that it would surface."I'm tied up at the moment. How about we chat after work?"She held a baseline of respect for Hendrix. After all, he had taught her so much, standing in as a mentor."Alright. I'll send a car for you this evening."Yaslyn hesitated briefly, but Hendrix sensed her reluctance. He reassured

Yaslyn's legs trembled, almost giving out beneath her. The horrifying nature of that medical experiment was no secret to her. The mere idea of her biological mother being used for such a heinous test was more than she could bear.Reading her like an open book, Hendrix stepped closer. As always, he wore the mask of a gentle mentor, patting her shoulder affectionately."Yaslyn, you're like an apprentice to me. I wouldn't want to do something that would hurt you. However, you have to understand that my dear Wrenley has suffered greatly. If anything happened to her, I could never forgive myself."His words might have sounded like gentle advice, but they bore the underlying edge of a businessman closing a deal. Yaslyn knew what he was doing, but the biting response that had earlier formed in her mind refused to emerge."I know it's hard for you to come to terms with this, and you might think I'm lying. If you don't believe me, there's not much I can do."A spark ignited in Yaslyn's eye

"You must be the Mr. Stone that Xoan frequently mentions. Indeed, a dashing figure and accomplished at such a young age," Sophie said, her words dripped with sincerity.In Jefferson City, Tyler's reputation was renowned. At just twenty-three, he had already earned his stripes as a leading lawyer, with the veil of an even more enigmatic identity draped behind him. Most approached such an ambiguous persona with caution."Mrs. Warren, your praises are lavish. I'm not as legendary as you make me out to be," Tyler replied with a gentle smile."Legendary or not, everyone recognizes your achievements..."There was a brief, courteous exchange before dinner was served. At the table, most kept their heads low and focused on their meals. The dinner passed rather hastily.Once the meal was done, Tyler and Zyra prepared to take their leave as they were outsiders. However, just as they were about to depart, Marcus abruptly halted Zyra."Zyra, may I speak with you for a moment?"Zyra hesitated

"I wouldn't like it.""Then, you must like me."Tyler's heart finally settled. He could handle everything else as long as he was certain that Zyra liked him."Maybe... Perhaps."Zyra could not understand her own shyness. When she was with Marcus, she had always been able to express her feelings with fervor. She had even pursued Marcus initially. However, she found herself tongue-tied with Tyler.The sudden shyness was bewildering, even to her."Would you like to be my girlfriend?"His sudden confession took her by surprise. Zyra looked up, her nose reddened from the cold as the car's heater had yet to fully warm up. At that moment, her wide eyes made her look like an innocent rabbit, inviting further teasing."Do you like me?"It took Zyra a while to muster that question. It might have been pointless to ask, but she could not think of any other way to respond at the moment. Anything she had to say would probably be awkward."If I didn't like you, why would I ask you this now?

The three-day deadline loomed ominously. On the morning of the third day, Yaslyn was awoken by a chime from her phone, an anonymous message flashing on the screen.[Decided yet? If so, meet at our usual spot at 5:30 p.m. today.]The message had the unmistakable mark of Hendrix's foreboding presence.Rather than let the looming rendezvous stress her out on a weekend, Yaslyn decided to give herself a lazy morning. She tossed her phone to the side and, with it, the weight of the world, diving deep into the comforting embrace of sleep.By two in the afternoon, as she prepared to face Hendrix, Xoan awaited her by the door."It's time, isn't it?" Xoan murmured with concern evident. The issue had been haunting him just as much."What have you decided?" Yaslyn questioned, her gaze catching the mystery in Xoan's eyes."To be honest, I haven't decided entirely. Any ideas?"She found herself in a pickle. The person at risk was her own mother. Every step had to be cautious, every move calc