Catching the sheer, unadulterated jealousy in her voice, Melanie tossed back a flawlessly confident reply.
"Because I'm stunning, obviously!"
With that sign-off, she strutted away, leaving Sovereign Hall behind.
In the distance, she could swear she heard Elara throwing an actual tantrum on the pavement.
Driving back to the Royce Group, Melanie finally allowed her mind to wander.
The reality was exactly as Elara had screamed—Preston had hidden his identity from the very first moment they met.
Looking back, every milestone of their relationship—meeting, falling in love, moving in—seemed carefully orchestrated on his end.
She had no concrete proof that Stellaris killed her mother.
But they were undeniably involved in the VitalBreath Fortis trials four years ago.
As for Preston...
Why exactly he had sought her out, she couldn't be sure.
Melanie's expression slowly hardened.
She didn't trust Elara for a second.
But could she really trust Preston?
A suffocating weight settled on her chest, and she took a long, steadying breath.
"Well, I'm single now anyway... Men only slow down my lab work."
She muttered to the empty car, attempting to soothe her own bruised ego.
To say the whole ordeal hadn't broken her heart would be a massive lie.
No matter what his reasons were, Preston had lived a lie.
She had felt it for a long time.
Preston seemed to know everything about her.
Yet she barely knew him at all.
He was like walking into a thick fog—impossible to read.
You could reach out, but you'd never actually catch him.
Even if... he hadn't approached her with malicious intent.
Even if... he genuinely loved her.
Could she really build a life with someone so cloaked in shadows?
At that thought, Melanie shook her head aggressively.
"Stop acting like a lovesick teenager!"
She scolded herself aloud.


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