From Outcast to Overlord The Unyielding Heir (Leander Ashcroft) novel Chapter 219

Chapter 219 I’ll Buy That

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“I can’t believe it’s her.” Leander’s expression didn’t shift, but something stirred deep inside him. Even with most of her face hidden behind those oversized sunglasses, he knew exactly who she was.

It had been nearly three years, and yet, here she was–elegant, composed, and completely unexpected. Of all places, they had crossed paths again on a plane.

He gave her a quick glance, then quietly pulled his leg back to give her space.

“Thanks,” she replied with a soft smile, her dimples pressing into her cheeks.

She sounded warm, polite, like she was talking to a stranger.

She took the window seat without hesitation, her perfume light and clean, like jasmine in the early morning. Leander didn’t even look her way. He just locked his eyes back on his phone.

She picked up a magazine from the seat pocket and started flipping through it. Her movements were smooth and graceful. She didn’t fidget. She didn’t glance around. Everything about her screamed poise and upbringing.

She paused on the business pages.

While flipping, her elbow shifted too far and brushed against Leander’s arm.

“Oh, I’m so sorry,” she apologized quickly, glancing his way and making a small, apologetic motion.

“It’s fine,” Leander replied, his tone light and flat. He didn’t turn his head.

She froze. Her eyes stayed on him. Something about his voice hit her like a wave. Her chest tightened, and her hands went still.

That voice–it was identical.

Her heart raced. She nearly called out his old name–the one he used back then.

Ice Cube.

However, she bit it back and swallowed hard.

Her sister and father had both told her he was gone–he had died in the mountains. There was no way this man could be him.

Even so, something ached inside her. Years ago, when she had been lost and blind, it was him

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who had carried her through the forest. He gave up everything to bring her to safety. He never once let her fall.

After she healed, she begged for his whereabouts, only to learn he had died soon after. The news shattered her. For more than half a year, she lived in the silence of grief before she finally climbed her way back to normal.

And now, out of nowhere, she heard that same voice again.

She knew it couldn’t be him. She told herself it couldn’t, but her heart didn’t listen.

“Sorry to ask this, but… have we met before?” she asked, her voice quiet.

Leander looked up for a moment, like he was thinking. Then, he looked down again. “You’ve got the wrong guy,” he said calmly.

His words didn’t stutter. His face didn’t twitch. He lied with the ease of someone who had done it too many times.

A trace of sadness moved across her face. Her smile faded into something softer. “My mistake. It’s just… your voice sounds a lot like someone I once knew. Someone very important to me.”

Leander didn’t blink, but inside, he felt the shock.

He had saved her back in Glenwick’s wild mountains. She had never seen his face—her eyes had still been blind then. They spent weeks together. He had carried her for a full day and night. Afterward, he sent her home and disappeared.

That was more than three years ago.

And now, with just one sentence, she had almost seen through him?

That shook him more than he expected, but none of it touched his face. He stayed calm. “Voices can be similar,” he said. “You probably just remembered someone else.”

“Yeah,” she breathed out, her voice light as a whisper. “I really did mistake you for someone else. He’s gone now. Maybe I just miss him too much. So, when I heard a voice like his… I got a little overwhelmed.”

She wasn’t speaking to anyone in particular. It was more like she was talking to the silence between them. A single tear slipped from her cheek and fell onto her lap before she could wipe it away.

Leander didn’t react outwardly, but his brow twitched faintly. He already knew the truth behind her sorrow. Her father and older sister had told her he was dead.

They spun that lie just to keep her away from him. From the day he walked out of her life, he

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had no intention of walking back in. So, he kept quiet.

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She sat in silence for a while, then finally wiped her face dry and turned toward him again.

“Sorry,” she said softly. “Didn’t mean to go all personal like that.” A small smile lifted the corners of her lips.

“Are you going to Ravenridge for school?”

Leander didn’t turn his head. He just shook it and answered with a flat, “No.”

She blinked, caught off guard. Not by the answer, but by the way he said it.

People usually noticed her. Everywhere she went, she was met with stares and smiles. Young men from wealthy families would trip over themselves just to get her attention. She could barely walk through a crowd without someone calling her name.

But this guy didn’t care. That cold, distant air reminded her of him. It pulled something deep in her chest, something restless.

A little spark of mischief lit her eyes. She wasn’t ready to let the moment pass. So, she held out her hand, her fingers soft and steady.

“Since fate sat us next to each other, why don’t we introduce ourselves?” she said with a graceful smile. “I’m Maeve.”

She wasn’t just any traveler. She was Maeve Reyne, the youngest daughter of the Reyne family from Glenwick.

She was the sister of Emma Reyne–one of Astria’s nine most gifted talents.

Years ago, Emma had come to Ravenridge with her senior from Tri–Peak Sect to break off Maeve’s arranged engagement to Leander.

Now, that same Maeve reached out her hand to him, waiting for a sign of recognition. She watched his face closely, ready to catch the shift in his expression.

But it never came.

Leander didn’t even look up. One hand kept tapping at his game, and with the other, he gave a casual wave.

“We’re just strangers on a flight. Once we land, we go our own way. No need for introductions.”

Her smile vanished. Her hand lingered in the air before she slowly pulled it back.

She didn’t know what stunned her more–the rejection itself, or how unaffected he was while

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doing it. He was young. He was attractive. And he didn’t give her the time of day.

She sat there, frozen. Then, after a pause, she looked at him again.

“You don’t recognize me?”

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This time, Leander looked up. He glanced at her face, held his stare for a second, and gave her a faint, dry smile. “You’re asking that like it’s supposed to mean something. I’ve never seen you before.”

Her expression stiffened. She didn’t speak right away. Behind her sunglasses, her eyes flickered with disbelief, and a tight frustration crept into her chest.

She wasn’t just a singer. She was the nation’s sweetheart–Astria’s pop queen. The girl whose voice played in every café and mall.

Even abroad, she had made a name for herself.

She never bragged about it, but she knew her status. She knew the kind of stir she usually caused.

And yet, somehow, this boy didn’t recognize her at all?

She was still trying to make sense of it when a man in a striped shirt came stomping down the aisle. He walked with loud purpose and stopped right in front of Leander.

Without a word, he slapped a thick stack of bills down on the armrest.

“Hey, kid. That’s a hundred grand.

“I want your seat.”

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