After the New Year's Eve Tragedy Her Icy Return novel Chapter 89

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After the New Year’s Eve Tragedy: Her Icy Return

Chapter 89 Blame Shifting

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She whipped her head towards the direction of the voice, and when she saw Miguel, she instantly let go of

the man.

She walked over to Miguel and lowered her gaze to his polished shoes. “cle Miguel, what… what are you doing here?”

Helen usually snuck into bars secretly, believing no one at home knew about her escapades.

Miguel’s appearance had shattered that illusion.

Miguel’s eyes scanned her intently. “What do you think you’re doing here? Do you have any idea how frantic your parents are–worrying about you?”

Helen bit her lip and murmured, “I wasn’t in a good mood. I heard bars could help lighten your spirits, so I

came.”

In the past, whenever she made a mistake, a simple excuse would suffice.

But Miguel wasn’t buying it this time. “You think a bad mood justifies carrying on with a man in front of everyone? You’re a young woman, and you’re about to marry into the Graysons. How can you do something so scandalous? If the Graysons see this, would you still want to marry into their family?”

Teresa was extremely conservative. If she found out her future daughter–in–law was publicly cozying up to another man, there’s no way she’d accept Helen.

That would also ruin the Somertons‘ chance to connect with the Graysons forever.

Helen’s eyes widened in panic. “Uncle Miguel, I realize I was wrong. Please, don’t tell anyone about this.”

Marrying into a wealthy family was her dream. Losing that opportunity over a trivial mistake would be something she regretted forever.

Miguel looked at her, conflicted and unsure of what to feel.

He had agreed to let Helen marry into the Graysons not just because Caroline was unwilling, but because Helen seemed more conservative and reserved, aligning better with Teresa’s values.

Yet, seeing Helen’s unrestrained behavior, she seemed less composed than Caroline.

What had happened to the girls in this family?

Helen, waiting for his response, clung to his arm, pleading. “Uncle Miguel, I swear I’ll never come to places like this again. Please, promise me.”

Her eyes welled up with tears, and soft red marks from a slap were visible on her face.

Miguel’s heart softened. “Alright, I’ll keep this to myself. But remember, no matter how upset you are, you can’t do things that tarnish your reputation.”