After the Affair Falling into a Billionaire's Arms novel Chapter 233

The waitress led the way.

Louisa walked behind Julian.

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As they approached table three, Louisa deliberately slowed her pace. Instead of following him all the way,

she took a seat at an inconspicuous table a short distance away.

Julian reached table three and sat down in the empty chair.

Abigail sat across from him. She was elegantly dressed, clearly a well–bred daughter from a wealthy family.

Adeline certainly had good taste in potential matches.

Abigail clearly hadn’t expected her blind date to be a man with such outstanding looks and background.

From the moment she saw Julian, she couldn’t take her eyes off him. Her upbringing, however, taught her

to maintain composure, and she fought to contain her excitement.

Julian politely nodded to her in greeting, then began ordering from the iPad menu, occasionally asking

about her preferences. His every gesture exuded elegance, making Abigail’s heart race.

After ordering, she attempted to make conversation, initiating various topics. Julian didn’t put on airs,

responding courteously throughout.

Abigail felt herself floating on air. Initially, she’d been reluctant when her mother arranged this blind date.

As a wealthy heiress, she’d met her share of privileged young men–either playboys or pretentious heirs

whose conversation quickly became irritating.

Julian was different. Beyond his flawless appearance, he possessed a noble bearing and refined speech. Despite his elite background and high position, he remained gentle and gentlemanly, moving with

effortless grace.

She couldn’t help being attracted to him. Within minutes, she felt herself falling for him. When he wasn’t looking, she secretly took photos with her phone to show off to her friends later.

Meanwhile, Louisa occasionally glanced in their direction. They seemed to be getting along well.

With Julian’s ability to read people, any woman would be captivated if he chose to engage. Even if he didn’t make an effort, his mere presence–that face alone–was enough to charm anyone.

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Louisa didn’t want to watch anymore. With a heaviness in her chest, she lowered her head and drank some

water. She wouldn’t look at him again.

Just then, Sadie sent her an audio message–the recording from the necklace’s listening device. Louisa put

on her earbuds and pressed play.

She heard Vivian and Lily’s conversation:

Lily: “Vivi, be good. This is a protective charm I got from a master. It will keep you safe. Please wear it.”

Vivian: “No, it’s ugly. I don’t want to.”

Lily: “Silly child, listen to me. This protects you. You must wear it at all times, even while sleeping.

Otherwise… Mark Warner will come for you.”

Vivian: “Mom, what are you saying? Mark has been dead for years. How could he find me? As a ghost?”

Lily: “Lower your voice, child! Please, I’m begging you, just wear it.

“It not only keeps you safe but also ensures your smooth entry into the Capulet family.

“Don’t you want to be with George? Once you get through this, you can spend your life happily with the

man you love.”

At the mention of George, Vivian relented: “Fine, I’ll wear it.”

Then came her reproachful voice: “Seriously though, you’re too superstitious. How can ghosts exist? Even if

they did, I’m not afraid. If Mark dared to come, I’d kill him again. If he messes with me, I’ll destroy his soul

completely.”

The conversation ended there.

Now Louisa knew–the boy’s name was Mark Warner. Poor soul, to have encountered a demon like Vivian. And now that demon was at the Capulet family, becoming their curse.

Louisa smiled coldly. When the Capulets looked down on her, did they ever imagine their unanimously approved, “perfectly matched” future daughter–in–law was such a monster? Wasn’t that what they called

karma?

Sadie sent a second recording–Vivian’s wild ramblings with George after arriving at the Capulet Villa.

Sadie texted: [Honestly, I think George is truly being theatened. Do you think this lunatic Vivian might

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kill him too if she can’t have him?]

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Louisa: [No matter what Vivian’s like, he chose her first. No one forced him to sleep with her. Why should

we worry about him?]

Whether he was being threatened, imprisoned, or killed was no longer her concern.

Sadie: [Alright, seeing these words, now I’m relieved.]

They continued chatting casually.

Meanwhile, a server brought some dishes to Louisa’s table, including a thick chicken and vegetable soup.

She began eating without thinking much about it. Since receiving Adeline’s call at noon, she’d had no

appetite, but now she was genuinely hungry.

She ate while continuing her conversation with Sadie, never looking back toward Julian’s table. She was

completely neglecting her newly assigned role as “advisor.”

Julian noticed her eating and drinking, focused entirely on chatting with someone on her phone, too busy

to pay him any attention. His mood darkened further.

Abigail was still talking: “Mr. Tudor, there’s an art exhibition this weekend. Do you have time? We could go

together.”

She was being forward with her invitation. Facing a ma like Julian, she’d rather set aside her reserve and

be proactive than miss her chance,

Julian replied politely, “I’m sorry, I have plans this weekend.”

Abigail looked disappointed.

In the context of a blind date, his response was quite car–he wasn’t interested in her. The only reason he

was sitting there conversing was his good manners.

Yet the more she understood this, the more determined she became not to let Julian slip away.

She pressed further, “That’s alright, I understand you must be very busy. How about this–I can work

around your schedule. Just let me know when you’re free, and we can get to know each other better. We

should give each other a chance, don’t you think?”

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The faint smile on Julian’s face grew even fainter.

Did she not understand his subtle rejection?

He decided to be direct. “I’m sorry, Ms. Foster. You’re a wonderful person, but we’re not compatible.”

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“How can you say we’re not compatible when we haven’t gotten to know each other? I really like you. Isn’t

it worth giving us a chance?”

She eagerly expressed her feelings.

Julian repeated himself, “I’m sorry.”

Abigail persisted, “Can you tell me what you find unsatisfactory about me? I think I’m quite a good match.”

Julian shook his head slightly. “It has nothing to do with you. It’s my own situation.”

So he still wasn’t interested in her.

Abigail felt hurt. Having finally met someone she liked so much, she couldn’t accept defeat.

She stubbornly asked, “Then can you tell me what kind of woman you do like?” 1

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