From Ruin to Reign Leander's Unbreakable Will novel Chapter 104

Chapter 104 What Is There to Explain?

Leander appeared at the front gate of the villa, then slowly made his way across the lawn toward the entrance. Finally, he stopped right in front of Yvette and Ginny.

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The two women stood frozen in place the entire time, not even reacting when Leander was directly in front of them.

Inside the luxurious Villa No. 1, Yvette and Ginny sat on a plush couch, still reeling from the shock. The opulent surroundings, like something out of a royal palace, were lost on them.

Does Leander actually live in Rivergate Haven’s Villa No. 1?

Ginny still couldn’t wrap her head around it. It was as absurd and difficult to accept as finding out the parents who raised you for eighteen years weren’t your real parents–only to discover that they were the ones who killed your real father.

“Leander, do you… really live here?” Ginny asked, her voice filled with disbelief.

Leander sat across from them on the other couch, hardly needing to guess why they had shown up so late at night.

“You came all the way here at this hour just to confirm if I live here? I have to ask–don’t you find that a bit pointless?”

He shook his head lightly. “I already told you before. If you didn’t believe me, then, why bother coming to check again?”

Ginny was at a loss for words. Truth be told, she never believed Leander actually lived in Villa No. 1. She never even felt the need to verify it. From the start, she was convinced he was lying. If Yvette hadn’t dragged her out here in the middle of the night, she wouldn’t have believed it now, either.

Leander had been nothing more than a regular high school student from the countryside, no more well–off than they were. If he wasn’t broke, he was at least living an ordinary life— working part–time at a bar, living in a cheap rental. She thought she had him figured out. But now, he was suddenly living in Ravenridge’s most exclusive mansion, and it made no sense.

Isn’t this house supposed to belong to Frankie? Even if Leander has money and comes from some ultra–rich family, how could he possibly live here? Could he be Frankie’s illegitimate son? No, that’s way too ridiculous to believe!

Yvette sat in silence, staring at Leander for a long time. Her expression grew more serious before she finally turned to Ginny and said, “Ginny, wait for me at the door. I need to talk to

Leander.”

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Ginny nodded and stepped outside the living room, understanding the cue. Yvette’s eyes narrowed as she lowered her voice and said firmly, “Leander, aren’t you going to explain?”

Leander lounged on the couch casually, replying nonchalantly, “Explain? What is there to explain?”

Yvette’s face hardened, and she spoke deliberately. “Back at the Shade Bar, you beat up Tobias Zimmerman, the North District’s big shot, and walked away without a scratch. Then, you vanished for over a month. Now, you’ve suddenly moved into Villa No. 1, which belongs to Frankie Wainwright.”

“Where did you go during that month? What have you been doing? And how are you living in Villa No. 1? What’s your connection to Tobias Zimmerman and Frankie? I want answers to all of these.”

Leander picked up the can of soda on the table and took a sip, his face completely calm, unaffected.

“Explain to you?” He put down the soda and shook his head. “Yvette, your habit of thinking everything revolves around you is getting worse.”

“What I do, who I know, and where I live–why would I owe you an explanation? Who do you think you are? Do I need to report every aspect of my life to you?”

He gestured casually toward the door and said coldly, “If you came here in the middle of the night just to talk nonsense, you can leave. I’m going to bed.”

Leander had no intention of explaining anything to Yvette. There was no way he could tell her that he was Frankie Wainwright’s benefactor, the secret chairman of Leandrix Corp., or that he had taken down a major underground figure, earning the name Mr. Leander, feared across the

state.

Even if he were willing to share those things, Yvette would never believe him.

It would be like a familiar face suddenly claiming to be a billionaire–anyone would laugh it off, assuming it was a joke.

Yvette rose from the couch, walking slowly toward the door, her gaze turning cold as a flicker of disappointment crossed her face.

“Leander, you’re right. I’m not anyone important to you, and you don’t owe me an explanation,” Yvette said, her tone firm.

“But you’ve saved my life twice, so I feel it’s my duty to warn you. Don’t get involved with people like Frankie Wainwright and Tobias Zimmerman. And don’t, under any circumstances, do their dirty work.”

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“You have an incredible gift for piano, a talent on a master’s level. Even if you decide to pursue music, you could achieve great things. At the very least, you could become a renowned pianist. Why lower yourself to work for someone like Frankie Wainwright, an underground kingpin?”

“They might seem powerful now, controlling the city, but in the end, only a handful of people truly make it to the top. If you work for them, you’re just cannon fodder.”

Yvette continued as she approached the door. “Today, they might offer you benefits, like letting you stay in this villa. But when the day comes that you’re no longer useful, they’ll toss you aside without a second thought. You won’t even have the strength to defend yourself.”

“People like Frankie Wainwright–they’ll chew you up and spit you out without hesitation. You really think you’re in their league?”

Reaching the door, Yvette turned around, a hint of sadness in her eyes.

“Leander, from any angle, I don’t want to see you get involved with men like Frankie. If you take that path, and you don’t become a kingpin yourself, it will only lead to your downfall. Yes, you’re strong, but

that have no background, no foundation. Do you really think you can go far?”

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Leander simply chuckled in response, not offering a single word of defense.

Leander knew Yvette had misunderstood, thinking he was just one of Frankie’s lackeys. But explaining himself to someone insignificant like her wasn’t something he cared to bother with.

As she saw his reaction, her heart sank. At last, she turned away. “Leander, I don’t want to see you walk a path of no return. Be careful.”

With that, Yvette left Villa No. 1 with Ginny.

Back at home, Yvette sat on her bed, hugging her knees. Her heart was heavy with conflicting emotions.

The fact that Leander lived in Villa No. 1 brought her no joy. It didn’t make her admire him more. Instead, it filled her with a growing sense of disdain.

Leander had vanished for over a month, only to return and move into Rivergate Haven’s Villa No. 1. She could only assume that during that time, he had done some shady work for Frankie. As a high school student with no money, no power, and no connections, how else could he have ended up living in such an exclusive mansion?

With Leander’s skills, he was exactly the type of person someone like Frankie would use. And this luxurious villa was just Frankie’s way of pulling him deeper into his web.

But one day, when Leander was no longer useful, he would be discarded like a pawn, up, and thrown away without a second thought. There would be no loyalty, no protection.

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The thought made Yvette feel both sad and deeply disappointed. Leander, who she had once admired for his independence and pride, had chosen a path she couldn’t respect.

Frankie Wainwright and other local kingpins like Gumus Mardin command respect, even fear. But their lackeys? They’re a whole different story, not even worth comparing. I can’t believe someone as proud as Leander has let himself become just another one of their pawns.

“Yvette, what are you thinking? Are you really falling for him? Just because he saved you twice?” she muttered bitterly, shaking her head as tears streamed down her cheeks.

From her drawer, she pulled out a piece of parchment Leander had left behind the first time he visited her home. After that day, she had carefully cleaned it and kept it safe. But now, she felt no desire to hold onto anything related to him.

“Leander, after today, we’re nothing but strangers,” she whispered softly.

She struck a match and watched as the parchment burned to ash, the flames quickly consuming it.

She opened the window and blew the ashes outside, letting the wind carry them away. It felt as though her feelings for Leander had vanished with them.

What she didn’t know was that, in the near future, she would come to regret her decision that night for the rest of her life.

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