Chapter 15
Cidalys turned.
a flicker of contusion in her eyes, to find Dorian, approaching her with a small, neatly wrapped food box in a calm, soft voice, he said. “Mr. Mewat mentisdied that you might have plans today and wouldn’t have time for breakfast”
ked you something to take along. Thought it might come in handy on the way he added, offering the box with a polite nod
Odalys didn’t expect auch danglefulness. As she alled her time at the Benner family, even when she was buried in work, no one had ever bothered to leave a mural for her.
The occasional leftover se raja
But after all the temple, no–d
liere were any, were the closest she got to a proper miral
no–frills living slaid gotten used to in the mountant, the wasn’t really the type to care much about such gestures.
Yet, as she looked at the food box in Dorian’s hands, the froze. This was the first time anyone had ever takes the time to prepare a meal just for her It stirred something inside her—an emotion she couldn’t e
Equite hume
“Thank you,” she said sparkly, taking the box, her voice full of gratitude.
Dorian watcher as she walked away, then turned to
to direct the driver to come over dur cadilys, with a polite smile, shook her head
“You don’t have in bother,” she said. “The already called a car fill be here soon. For hearding to a variety show, and taking your car would just be a pain. Don’t want the paparazzi tracking you guys down, caning trouble”
She delay mind, but she saw no reason to deal with the mess if she didn’t have to
She knew the
Rennen family would likely try y to make a serne, m
maybe even seta trap for her. So she wasn’t about to drag the Stewart family into her ‘
watching her gearet
graceful figure disappear down the d
driveway.
“Undentool” [Marian replied with a quick nod, wate She looked a little lonely carrying her big but there was something undeniably strong about her, something that struck him deep Dorian stood there for a ment, lost in thought, until Oldalys had already left in the car. He mortered to himself, “Mrs. Stewart those spoiled rich girls”
she’s nothing like
Marted through her sult, her mind wandering. Her fingers absentmindedly brushed over the food
Oner Ontaly’s hopped into the car, she quickly sorted box, and to her surjatise, it was still warm
Curiouty piqued, she opened it and found two and a few tiny, perfectly arranged side dishes
golden deuglanuts, two pastries that looked like they came straight from a high–end bakery,
Without hesitation, she dog in. But after finishing she noticed something at the bottom of the box.
Curious, the opened it up to find a packet of snake repellent powder and were mosquito repellent. She gave them a sniff and realized they were way better quality than the stuff she’d bought from the plaarmary last night.
“Wait did Percival have this prepared for mer she mustered, her thoughts racing.
After all, only Percival knew about her trip to the island for the slow. She had mentioned it casually the night before, and now, here the was with fireakfast and extra supplies brought by the butler.
She quickly fucked the items into her bag. She had already made her own preparations, but hey, the more the better
But she also knew–whatever kindness the Stewarts were showing her, there was a catch. Percival’s life was in her hands now, and she knew exactly how that played out.
“How long to the dock?” she asked the driver in a soft, casual tone.
The driver, w
I been quietly driving, quickly turned his head and answered, “About an hour and a half. We’ll definitely get there before 9:00 Odalys froue for a second when she heard his voice. She looked up and realized it was the same driver who had taken her shopping the night before
So, he wasn’t just so
some random guy from a ride–hailing service–be worked for the Stewart
family.
Now it made sense. She remembered undering the car just moments ago from the second floor, and the car had shown up almost immediat
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Clearly, memeone had been expecting alir af need a ride
undete, and there weren’t care constantly driving by
car to be waiting After all, the Stewart villa was in the middle of
Odalys glanced at the driver for a long moment, les alter a beat, the nimmed away, saying nothing
She drifted in and out of steep during the ride, barely aware of the time posing world the car finally dowwed and came to a stop at the dock at 15:40)
AM
She slang her backpack over hier shoulder and stepped out of the car. The driver immediately came over, funding her the heavy luggage
Walust saying machi, Oslalys took the leg and glanced at him, her voice undt hai dear. “Tell laim thanks for me“.
The dover Ilinked in surprise for a second, farti nodded, realizing the hard figured it nut–it was all part of Percival’s plan
“Sure thing,” he said briefly before turning the car around and driving off
t a while, and
Odalys, her boots clicking sharply on the pavement, walked forward with purpose. The bout and crew had obviously been waiting for a wi the moment they spotted her, the cameras formed in on her.
he Oklalys honor, right? Welcome the host greeted her with a bright sale, stepping forward to shake her hand. Turning to the camera, alie added, “Our first quest has arrived!”
Odalys barely glanced at the camera, catching a few of the comments as they flashed across the screen: Who the hell is this? Never seen her
Įls star sime minor character?|
Someone even said🙁Odalys Stonet just googled her–she doesart even have a social media |
Šlar shisigged it off, not giving a damn about the comments, and walked past them to take her seat
Since signing with the Bennett Group, she’d been stuck in the shadows, playing nothing more than a sice character. Whenever Henry needed a favor, she was the one running errands, taking care of whatever sald task fr had.
Over time, it felt like the Hemet Emily had completely forgotten she existed as more than just their personal servant.
If she hadn’t been given this our more cunce, she might’ve still been dumb enough to think they saw her as part of the family, but reality hit hard.
They were using dier as a free, all–purpour maid–someone who could play background roles, run errands, cook, clean, take care of sick relatives, and even pick people up after their late–night clubbing.
The thought made her blood run cold. She was snapped out of her thoughts when she heard the excited screams of fans. “Sophia! Sophiat
Odalys turned, sporting Sophia in a figure–hugging V–neck dress that highlighted her curves perfectly. Her long hair blew in the wind, effortlessly glamorous Sophia was holding an IV bag and walking toward them like she owned the place.
Sophia’s smile was full of smug satisfaction as she waved at the crowd, accepting a bouquet. “Thanks for coming, everyone! This show is gonna be amazing, I promise you won’t be disappointed. Love you all!”
“Wow, Sophia’s gorgeout She’s the best the fans screamed, practically losing their minds.
Once Sophia finished with the fans, she turned around–but in her excitement, she misstepped and twisted her ankle, stumbling to the side. “Carful!” A tall, familiar figure darted forward, catching her around the waist and pulling her safely into his arms.
Sophia, now in the man’s embrace, inhaled deeply, recognizing his scent. Panicked, she looked up, her eyes locking with Finnian’s green, brooding
“Did you hurt your ankle? Let me check, Finnian’s voice was smooth, almost too soft, as be crouched down to examine her foot. He glanced toward Odalys, his gaze briefly flashing with something cold–almost like he was showing off
“Wow, Finnian is so swi
is so sweet, and he and Sophia make the perfect couple!” a fan shouted.
Sophia’s hand rested on Finian’s shoulder, and she lightly pushed him away, blushing. “Finnian, I’m fine, I just lost my balance for a sec Before she could finish, another man appeared, scooping her up in his arms without a word, and carrying her over to the guest chairs.
pratly set her down, then nodded at the camera and said, “Sorry, my y sister g got a little too excited and twisted her ankle?
