Chapter 303
Chapter 303:
Instead, Nellie’s tranquility felt like a treacherous undertow, hinting at darker currents churning beneath her placid surface.
“Mr. Delgado, shall we?” Janice exchanged a meaningful glance with Kenneth. Together, they made their way to the side hall.
“Leah, do you think Janice will be alright after drinking that wine?” Sierra’s whisper carried an edge of anxiety. Despite Sierra’s attempt at discretion, her words reached Nellie’s ears.
“Sierra, do you honestly believe I would sink to such depths?”
Sierra faltered, her eyes darting uncertainly to her sister’s face. “Is it wrong that I care about Janice’s wellbeing?”
Nellie exhaled softly, weariness seeping into her tone. “We’ve grown so distant, Sierra. Perhaps it’s time we sat down and talked.”
“That won’t be necessary.” Leah’s voice sliced through the air like a blade before Sierra could respond. “What wisdom could you possibly impart when you can’t even steer your own destiny? If you’re so keen on playing mentor, perhaps first demonstrate that your words carry any weight.”
The barb found its mark, and Nellie’s face turned to stone. Her fingers curled into tight fists, but she remained silent, the weight of truth in Leah’s words stealing her voice.
“Sierra, the dessert spread looks divine. Let’s sample some,” Leah suggested, guiding Sierra away with a gentle but firm grip on her arm.
Nellie watched their retreating figures, darkness clouding her gaze. Yet as they disappeared into the crowd, her lips curved into an unsettling smile before she walked away.
Delgado Jewelry’s celebration was nothing short of magnificent, with delicacies from a five-star hotel gracing the tables and premium spirits flowing freely. No expense had been spared to create an evening of unparalleled luxury.
But Aiden couldn’t bring himself to care about any of it.
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His mind had been in turmoil since Janice left with Kenneth. An invisible weight pressed down on his shoulders, making everything and everyone around him feel like an irritation. The cold fury radiating from him kept the other guests at bay.
Even the women who usually jumped at the chance to chat him up seemed to sense the storm clouds gathering around him and stayed clear.
“Mr. Green, are you feeling alright?” Braylen asked.
Aiden blinked, caught off guard. “What do you mean?”
Braylen nodded toward Aiden’s hands, where his fingers wouldn’t stop fidgeting with his bracelet. “I’ve never seen you this wound up before. And honestly, you look like hell.”
It wasn’t until then that Aiden realized he’d been strangling the bracelet. Braylen had a point—he couldn’t seem to get a grip on himself.
His eyes drifted back to the side hall for the hundredth time. Was he really this worried about Janice?
He knew Janice had left with Kenneth to dig for information about the car accident that had happened to him years ago. But knowing that didn’t do anything to settle the knot in his stomach.
Ding!
His phone screen suddenly lit up with a notification. When Aiden checked it, his brow furrowed at the sender’s name: Tess.
“Mr. Green, something crucial just came to mind.”
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