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209-Fine! Let's Kiss!
The lady had left the café after telling me everything that I needed to know for now. The alarm bells
were ringing in my head, as even I thought something was not quite right in the story Lord Vasquez had
been telling everyone.
I had been thinking weirdly all this time. I returned to the kitchen where Pamela and Maura were and
noticed how silent and distant Maura was from any of US.
I was shocked that Pamela never told me anything about her mate being killed by a weredragon. I did
know her mate was Lord Vasquez’s loyal servant once, but that's about it.
I stayed silent for a while, and then, when Pamela left to attend to the customers, I approached Maura,
who had burned the third pancake in a row because she was too lost in a pool of her own thoughts.
"It seems like your mission is to make sure nobody eats here today." I joked, rubbing her elbow to get
her attention.
"Today was my birthday," she said to herself, staring at the empty wall with tears in her eyes. I
understood that maybe that's why she was so down.
"You should have told US, but worry not. The day is not over yet. We will celebrate it," I said, taking a
deep breath of relief now that I knew it wasn't something too seriously.
“No! I —don't want to celebrate anymore," she excused and walked out of the kitchen in such a hurry
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtthat I couldn't argue with her anymore.
“Let's go," Pamela walked right after Maura had left and gestured at me to follow her, “We will first go to
the Spade mansion and set up a section in the kitchen," she yammered, echoing what she had kept
from me in our last conversation.
"I thought we were taking the sweets from the bakery," I frowned, following her on the road. It was
exhausting at times to think we ladies are working our assess off and Ubel didn't even give US enough
to take a cab.
"That's because I didn't feel like explaining everything to you. We are preparing sweets for the—," she
started talking, but my constant grunting made her shut up and turn around to stare at me.
"Fine. I told them I would be bringing one of the servers with me, and I gave him your name. Alpha
King—Flynn then decided that we should cater his engagement ceremony with Mariah," she sighed,
basically telling me that he purposely added extra work on US because he thought I would be jealous
when watching him getting engaged to that rusty bum.
“Okay!" I shrugged, ready to jump straight into making Flynn's life miserable.
It would be the first time that I was going back into the mansion after so much had happened, so I was
a bit hesitant in my heart. For some reason, my heart refused to believe Helel was gone.
How can someone be gone so easily?
Shaking the thoughts away, I was led into the mansion by the guard, and a strong sense of nostalgia hit
me. The garden, the fresh smell of lunch, and the beautiful sight of the white sculptures. Everything
was a remainder of my time here.
"I am not participating in this bullshit. He is getting engaged; he should do it himself."
For our luck, we walked straight into a live show. Lord Vasquez and Zane were standing at the
entrance of the mansion and arguing over something.
"He is your brother; have —Lord Vasquez tried convincing Zane, but he only shook his head and
laughed at the words of his father. Lord Vasquez always struck me as a messy person, but now I was
just disgusted by his presence.
“He is not. My brother was the one that you beat to death. There will be no other brother for me, no
matter how many bastard children of yours pop up out of nowhere." Zane had only said that much
when his father raised his hand to hit him.
It didn't hit Zane because he had grasped his father's hand. Pamela gasped secretly while I kept my
eyes peeled so I would not miss any details.
"I am not Helel, dad. I will not take any beatings," he muttered under his breath, deepening the eye
contact with his father, and then jerking his hand free. He stepped back and turned around to leave
when his eyes landed on me. His stiffened muscles relaxed when he saw me.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe rain was still pretty bad, so the little umbrella Pamela was holding on her head hadn't helped me
this entire time.
"Your highness," Pamela bowed down to lord Vasquez, who was so angry that he didn't even
acknowledge anyone, and marched into the mansion. I found Pamela rushing after him whilst I stood
outside, staring into the eyes of Zane.
“Beatrice!" He whispered my name, making me lower my head and gulp.
"You are soaking wet," he informed me as if I didn't know already.
"Your highness!" I mumbled and forced myself to give him a little bow as my emotions were all over the
place when he approached me and gently held me by my elbow to walk me to the side.
“Umm! Don’t do that," I said, freeing my arm from his grasp and shaking my head at him in disapproval.
"Don't get yourself in trouble by associating with me," I said, not raising my face to look him in the eye
when we were standing this close.
"That's it? You think I will be dead too if I talk to you?" His voice was full of disappointment. "What
happened to Beatrice, who didn't care what others said or did?" he made me finally look up and give
him a smile before a tear broke down my eye.
"That Beatrice ended up killing one of the finest and kindest men in her life," I murmured in a voice full
of guilt.
"And now I don’t want anyone else to die," I said confidently, sticking to my ground, but I forgot Zane
wasn't someone who believed in restrictions.
He nodded his head before he cupped my face in his hands and crashed his lips over mine.
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