Chapter 33 Am I Not Pretty
Tears brimmed in Yelena’s eyes.
Anyone would be elated if they were in her shoes. After all, she had just discovered that the artist she had been admiring for a long time was her brother.
Yelena was touched to discover that Emrys had organized an auction just to make her the center of attention and exact revenge on her behalf.
If she hadn’t exposed his lie, he wouldn’t have admitted that he was Emerentius.
He was her silent protector, providing her with comfort and warmth when she least expected it.
Yelena had finally discovered a safe haven where she could be her true self–a place where she no longer had to put on a facade. She was truly and utterly safe here.
“Rys…”
Overcome with emotion, Yelena flung her arms around Emrys. Unfortunately, the force of her embrace caused them both to stumble and tumble to the ground.
Emrys said firmly. “Lena, I know you’re touched, but don’t take the chance to take advantage of
me.”
As Empyrean Lord, he was a man of principles.
Seeing his reaction, Yelena had the urge to tease him. A charming smile played on her lips as she asked, “Am I not pretty?”
Staring down at him, Yelena reached up and brushed her hair away from her face, tucking it behind her ear so that she could see clearly.
Emrys grew flustered, as it was clear Yelena was playing with fire.
No! She’s my sister.
He was about to push her away when an icy voice rang out, causing him to jolt in fear.
“You guys look like you’re having fun, huh?”
It was Cordelia, who was leaning against the doorframe, her expression icy cold.
Emrys had a coughing fit. “Uh, Delia, this is a misunderstanding”
He was about to explain things when a slap landed on his cheek.
Why did she slap me? I’m innocent!
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After teaching Emrys a lesson, Cordelia turned to Yelena and said, “Lena, you’ll be sleeping in my. room from now on. I don’t want you guys to fool around.”
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