Revenge amnesia upgraded to his brother (Norah and Lucien) novel Chapter 201

Chapter 201

Norah’s POV:

Lucien placed a perfectly crafted Eggs Benedict in front of me.

The yolk was runny, the hollandaise sauce gleamed–looked damn delicious.

“Try it.”

I didn’t move. I just picked up the coffee in front of me and took a sip.

Bitter as hell.

“Norah…”

Ding dong-

The doorbell rang, cutting him off.

The butler came in, followed by a woman in a fiery red dress.

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She looked barely in her early twenties, with long chestnut curls like seaweed, flawless makeup, and lips as red as fire. She radiated this wild, bold energy you couldn’t ignore.

Two assistants trailed behind her, pushing huge suitcases.

“Mr. Constantine? What are you doing here?” The woman took off her sunglasses, revealing a sharp, fierce beauty. When she saw Lucien open the door, her eyes sparkled with mischief.

“Perfect timing. Mr. Cappe asked me to say hi,” she said stepping up to Lucien and extending her hand. “I’m Vivienne Rossi, the head of Rossi Gallery. Cappe invited me over to find some artistic inspiration for our joint collection–and maybe paint some promo pieces for the estate.”

Lucien shook her hand lightly, then let go. “Welcome, Miss Rossi.”

Vivienne’s gaze shifted to me, and her face lit up with a warm smile.

She walked straight over and threw her arms around me in a big, enthusiastic hug. “Norah, long time no see!”

Long time no see?

We were meeting for the first time..

“You two know each other?” Lucien asked.

She let go of me and turned to Lucien. “Of course!”

I frowned.

She grabbed my hand and said in a friendly, almost possessive tone, “Mateo talks about you all the time. Says you’re the most important person in his life.”

My heart sank.

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This woman was here for me.

Or rather, for me and Lucien.

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“Is that so?” I pulled my hand back. “Mr. Vega is definitely a precious friend. Since you came all this way. Miss Rossi, why not try some of our signature desserts?”

“Sure.” Vivienne plopped down on the couch like she owned the place.

She picked up a macaron but didn’t eat it–just twirled i between her fingers.

“Norah, not many people mean that much to Mateo.”

“That guy? He looks gentle with everyone, but deep down, he’s colder than anyone. I’ve been by his side for years and never seen him care this much about woman.”

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Her words sounded casual, like small talk, but every single one screamed about the unusual closeness between her and Mateo.

I stared at her, suddenly feeling like I’d seen her somewhere before.

Those sharp, cat–like eyes. That high, proud nose…

“Did we… meet before?” I finally blurted out.

Vivienne’s smile deepened. She sighed, a fake hint of regret in her voice. “Looks like, Norah, you really don’t remember me. No wonder–you were too busy staring at Mateo back then.”

“Two years ago, in Madrid, at Uncle Carlos’s birthday party,” she reminded me.

Madrid…

My mind snapped back to two years ago.

At that party, I saw a side of Mateo I hadn’t known–the heir of the Vega family.

There was indeed a quiet, unremarkable girl hanging around Carlos that night. Maybe seventeen or eighteen, ponytail, wearing a white dress.

After seeing Mateo, she ran up to him, hugging him happily.

So it was her.

“Looks like you remember now.”

She stood up and walked over to me, her eyes locking onto my neck.

“Miss Social Butterfly, you’re really something.”

“While making Mateo crazy over you,” she said, pointing at my neck, “you still find time to roll around in bed with other guys.”

“Do you even feel guilty about Mateo?”

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“Or is juggling different men’s beds your idea of independence and career?”

“I honestly feel sorry for Mateo. Because of you, he hasn’t been home for three years!”

Boom-

My mind went completely blank.

I instinctively glanced at Lucien.

He stood there silently, expressionless, but his eyes werd ice–cold.

I saw his clenched fist, veins bulging on the back of his hand.

I took a deep breath, forcing my voice to sound calm. “Vivienne. I think you’ve got it all wrong.”

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“Wrong?” Vivienne laughed. “I saw it with my own eyes. What’s there to be wrong about? Norah, stop fooling yourself. Everyone in European high society knows what kind of man Lucien Constantine is. He’s married. He has a wife!”

“If you’re already with Mateo, then why are you still tangled up with a married man?”

“My advice? Face reality sooner rather than later. Stop chasing after him. And stop hurting Teo.” Her voice dripped with disgust and contempt.

After she finished, Vivienne put on her sunglasses and turned to leave.

As she passed by me, she stopped, leaned close to my ear, and whispered:

“Norah, Teo’s mine. He always was, he is now, and he always will be. You better stay the hell away from him.”

“Oh, right, almost forgot to tell you,” she straightened up, a wicked grin spreading across her face as she said loud enough for everyone to hear, “I’m not just here for work this time. Teo actually asked me to come pick you up and take you back to Washington. He said the kids miss you.”

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