My Beloved Has Risen from Death's Embrace novel Chapter 33

Xanthea watched Miranda leave the room with a stiff back and couldn't help but smirk triumphantly. That schemer didn't get what she wanted—must be fuming now!

As she turned to apologize to Orion, he spoke first, "I'm sorry, I didn't know she was your sister."

Xanthea raised an eyebrow, pleased by his ignorance.

"It's alright, but your pants."

She glanced down and upon seeing the specific area of his soaked suit pants, she quickly looked away, recalling the last glimpse she had caught in the hotel before their hasty departure.

This Miranda, really bold, huh? Splashing with such precision, wasn't she afraid Orion would explode in anger?

Orion looked down, his gaze turning dark and stormy, "I'll go to the restroom to handle this."

Xanthea quickly stepped aside, "Sure!"

Cedric approached, "Ms. Nightshade, what brings you here?"

"Just traveling."

"To Willowdale? What a coincidence."

"What else?" Xanthea eyed his skeptical look, her brows slightly raised, "Do you think Mr. Lockwood here is so charming that I would orchestrate a chance encounter?"

Cedric hurriedly replied, "Of course not!"

He wanted to cover her mouth as he heard her raise her voice, though he knew she wasn't fond of Orion. There was no need for such hurtful remarks!

He just felt that she and Orion had some kind of fate, continuously bumping into each other since her coming-of-age party, though it seemed like a cursed fate!

Every encounter seemed to guarantee Orion would get hurt, whether sweetly or sorrowfully, like last time at 'The Masked Singer'.

"I'm sorry about today, I should head back."

Xanthea waved him off, about to return to her seat when she noticed Miranda casting a subtle glance in her direction.

Still not giving up? With such persistence, no wonder she had Orion wrapped around her finger in the past life.