From His Invisible Wife to the World's Icon novel Chapter 28

“Niece-in-law, long time no see.”

He was Seraphina's younger brother, Frederick's uncle in name only.

She stepped into the elevator, pressed the button for the lobby, and ignored him completely.

“Tsk, tsk, playing hard to get!”

“I like it, though.”

Luke cornered her, forcing her to back up until her shoulders hit the cold steel of the elevator wall. She glared at him. “Back off before I slap you.”

Two years ago, on her wedding night, a drunk Luke had broken into the bridal suite and tried to assault her. Frederick had nearly beaten him to death, and Seraphina had promptly shipped him overseas. Why was he suddenly back?

“Still think you're the grand lady of the Foster family?”

“My nephew is about to kick you to the curb.”

Hearing those words, it all clicked.

Frederick's blatant favoritism toward Sierra meant Lydia was no longer under his protection or care. That was exactly why Luke had the guts to return.

His hand suddenly reached out, his eyes gleaming with unbridled lust. “How long has it been since he touched you? Are you itching for it? Let me take care of you.”

Furious, she raised her hand and slapped him hard across the face. “You disgust me.”

The slap turned his head to the side, but instead of getting angry, he suddenly grabbed both her wrists and pinned them against the elevator wall. He leaned in, his eyes burning with a twisted excitement. “You're the one who got physical first.”

His face closed in rapidly, his lips aiming for hers.

She thrashed and dodged. Just then, the elevator doors slid open. She turned her head to scream for help, only to see Frederick walking toward the elevator with Sierra clinging to his arm.

Their eyes met. The man showed absolutely zero reaction. He didn't even raise his voice to intervene.

A wave of self-deprecation hit her. Did she seriously think he would still care?

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