She's Too Busy Winning to Watch Him Cry novel Chapter 79

The next day, an urgent legal crisis erupted at Lyra's California firm, requiring her physical presence as the CEO. She had to drop everything in Seaborne City and catch the first flight out. After resolving the business emergency, she took a few days to reconnect with an old college friend, ultimately spending two weeks abroad before returning home.

The sky over Seaborne City was a bruised, overcast gray, and a light drizzle coated the tarmac as she stepped off the plane. Unfortunately, the first people she laid eyes on inside the terminal were the absolute last people she wanted to see.

Rowan and Jasmine.

Rowan stood tall and imposing in a tailored trench coat, his presence commanding the space. Beside him, Jasmine looked effortlessly chic in a cream-colored knit dress. Even in the bustling airport, heads turned to look at the striking couple. They had likely just returned from a romantic vacation.

In her past life, Rowan had never taken Lyra on a vacation. He hadn't even bothered to escort her to a simple dinner party.

Lyra quickened her pace, practically sprinting out of the terminal. The family driver, Mr. Lawrence, was already waiting at the curb. She shoved her luggage into his hands and dove into the backseat, desperate to put as much distance between herself and the couple as possible. The moment Mr. Lawrence slid behind the wheel, she urged him to step on the gas.

Across the drop-off zone, Alfred had arrived to pick up Rowan. He witnessed the entire scene. Recognizing Jasmine by Rowan's side, Alfred noted her understated elegance and gentle demeanor—a stark contrast to Lyra's historically flamboyant and demanding nature.

"Rowan, Ms. Ford," Alfred greeted warmly, hurrying over to pop the trunk. He reached for Jasmine's suitcase.

"I've got it," Jasmine said softly, offering a kind smile. "I'm used to doing things myself from my time abroad."

Jasmine made a point to be courteous to the staff, never acting like an entitled aristocrat. Alfred watched her, instantly deciding that she was far more suited to be the future lady of the Jameson house than Lyra ever was.

"Nonsense, Ms. Ford," Alfred insisted, smoothly taking the bag from her hands and loading it into the trunk. "Allow me." He quickly moved to open the rear door. "Right this way, Ms. Ford."

"Thank you," Jasmine replied graciously.

Now, Victoria shook her head, a soft smile breaking through. "Forget it. I've made my peace with it. He can do whatever he pleases. I'm staying out of their relationship."

She looked back at Alfred. "Have the kitchen prepare something special. They've been traveling and went straight to the office. Send a hot meal over to headquarters for them."

"Right away, Mrs. Jameson." Alfred understood the subtle shift. By sending food, Victoria was officially giving Jasmine a pass.

It seemed the Jameson family's acceptance of Jasmine was only a matter of time.

Meanwhile, Lyra didn't go straight home. She had Mr. Lawrence drop her off at the luxury shopping district downtown. She was meeting Madeline Vance, who had been complaining of agonizing boredom for days.