Lahat ng Kabanata ng Rise Of The Hidden Heiress: Kabanata 121 - Kabanata 130

~Jess~“Ma’am Sarah, you need to eat some food before you leave,” Olga, our loyal hiousekeeper tells Sarah, who just got down the stairs, already in a crystal-laced red dress, ready for the day’s event.“Olga, I’m not hungry,” she says, looking at Olga and frowning. “Why are you not dressed?” Then she looks around and spots me still in my house clothes. “You all must be joking. Why am I the only one already dressed for the event? Can’t you see the time? its almost noon!”She slumps on a nearby sofa, looking sad, and I hurry over to her. “Don't be saddd,” I draw out.“But you’re not even dressed,” she whines. “Aren't you stylists already upstairs waiting? Why are you still here?”Truth is, I thought it was too early to get dressed. So, I spent a large chunk of my morning going around the house, reliving memories, and maybe saying my silent goodbyes as I start to count the days before I leave home.Sarah turns to Olga, who is carrying a tray cointaining sarah’s food. “Jess, can you plea

~Allister~ "Why are you calling me, Rhea?" I ask once I pick up the call. "Alli," Rhea calls, her voice sounding so broken. "Will you ever forgive me? I'm so sorry for hurting your feelings. I was only trying to express myself. I wanted you to know exactly how I feel about you. But I guess I went overboard. So, I'm apologizing again, forgive me, please." "What sort of rubbish is all this. Rhea, today is a very special day for me, and I'd really appreciate it if you could let me enjoy and soak it all in. Stop calling me!" "Alli," her voice chokes with sobs. "Remember all that you promised me when I came to be with your family. You promised to protect me. You never judged me for the crimes of my father. You promised not to hurt me or allow any hurt to come to me-" "Have I not kept all my promises to you?" "But," she sniffs back tears. "But I'm hurting, Alli. I'm hurting so much." Since her previous deranged confession, she has stopped calling me “Brother”. Now, her pitiful “Alli”

~Allister~ My guards move instantly, forming barriers between the guests and the shooters, but these men came prepared. They are determined to clear their path through the windows. I flip a banquet table over and drag two guests behind it before the silver bullets start hitting the walls again. Leo is already shouting orders across the comm line. “North entrance compromised!” I quickly pull a fallen guard away from possible gunfire and grab his pistol from the floor beside him. Then Besha Gabret slides behind the table beside me. “Nice party, huh?” he mutters, with a smile. I almost laugh. The guy is crazy to find this entire craziness funny. “You always enjoy engagement parties crashed by gunmen?” “Only if it's the Lycan King’s engagement party," he replies, and I find myself laughing. Besha glances forward, “You want the left or the right?” Leo, Simon, and Julian are already taking care of the entrance hall. Some of my men have mounted positions at the shattered

“That bastard! That illegitimate son dares to strike at our family?!” Celine screams, pointing a finger at her mother-in-law“I told you long ago that bastard must not be allowed to live!” she sobs, pointing an accusing finger at the Hamit-Beta’s face. “But you were stupidly loyal to Kedran. Now…” she steps away and waves her hand at all of them. “Now look at the mess. Having fun, aren’t you?”She starts to laugh hysterically. “Now it’s not just affecting me. It's affecting your daughter, too. Guess who is sobbing and miserable on her engagement evening? Your daughter, Gallahan. Our dear Jess. And as much as I blamed Kedran, I blame you, too. If you’d listened, that boy wouldn't have been alive today.”Damn, maybe this is actually where Allister got his heart of stone from.“Listen to me, Gallahan,” she hisses, stepping closer. “If anything happens to Allister, I will come for you, and you,” she points at her mother-in-law, and you,” she points at Adolphus Blackwater. Then I'll kill t

Allister’s voice is weak but carries his characteristic fondness for me. Luna Celine’s tears flow down her cheeks. She moves to the upper side of the bed, taking her son’s hand. “You scared me half to death, Allister. If anything had happened to you, I wouldn’t have survived the grief. I love you so much, son.” She breaks into a sob. Seeing his mother's uncontrollable tears, Allister’s eyes soften. He tries to raise his hand to wipe her face, but the movement pulls at his op site. He hisses in pain. Luna Celine quickly dries her eyes, “Look at my face, Al,” she calls him by the nickname only she calls him. “I’m not crying again. I'll never shed even a drop of tears again. I promise.” Allister nods through pain, and I quickly grasp his hand and sob out, “Alli…” “Don’t cry, Bloom.” His voice is hoarse yet gentle. “As long as you’re safe, nothing else matters.” “No, don’t say that,” I cut him off, hastily wiping my tears with my free hand. “We both have to be fine. We’re doing th