The Abandoned Luna's Journey to Power (by Emily Reed) novel Chapter 259

Chapter 259 Oliver Leaves

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“You shut everyone out for that man. You turned yourself into an island,” Oliver said, every word cutting deep. “Feelings fade if you don’t tend to them. People won’t just rush back the moment you suddenly remember them.”

Guilt crashed over me and pulled me under.

He was right.

I was heartless.

For the sake of playing the “perfect wife” and avoiding suspicion, I had deliberately stayed away from the friends and mentors who once fought beside me.

I assumed they’d wait forever, but I forgot that hearts could cool.

“I was wrong…” I lowered my head. Big tears hit the snow, leaving tiny dents. “I’m an idiot … I don’t deserve to be part of the academy…”

In the end, only Oliver and Astra were still with me.

“Alright, stop crying,” Oliver said lightly, as if it didn’t matter. “Who knows? Maybe Master will send an urgent order and drag me back as well.”

“No!” I snapped my head up any elders left!”

and grabbed his sleeve. “You can’t go! If you leave, I won’t have

He looked at me, right on the edge of falling apart, sighed, and ruffled my hair.

“Relax. I’m your senior. Your dad is gone, so it’s my job to walk you to Adam. Sounds right, doesn’t it?”

The moment he said that, I broke down and threw myself into his arms, crying hard.

I promised myself then.

Once the ceremony ended, I would take Adam back to the academy.

I would apologize. I would stick to them shamelessly if I had to. Little by little, I’d fix what I’d

broken.

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Chapter 259 Oliver Leaves

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Today, the sky was dark again.

The clouds hung low and heavy, like they might fall at any moment-just like my mood.

Oliver still left.

Something urgent came up at the academy. He had to deal with it and couldn’t wait for the wedding in five days.

I walked him to the city gate. The wind blew snow straight into my face, sharp and stinging.

“Go back,” Oliver said as he mounted his horse smoothly, his blue robe snapping in the wind. “Don’t look so sad. A wedding is supposed to be happy. I won’t be there, but my gift will.”

He pulled a wrinkled receipt from his coat and pressed it into my hand.

“This is your gift,” he said with a mischievous grin. “Pick it up at Kalia’s Goldsmiths, the biggest gold workshop around. I’ve been saving money to make that for ages.”

He didn’t stay. With a flick of the reins, he disappeared into the snow.

I stood there clutching the receipt until my hands and feet went numb.

“Duchess Spencer, we should head back,” Tom reminded me in a low voice. “We’re returning to the Silverpeak Pack tomorrow to prepare for the ceremony.”

I nodded and stepped into the carriage,

Kalia’s Goldsmiths was the oldest gold workshop in the kingdom, known for skilled work and bold new designs.

I imagined someone like Oliver choosing something graceful and poetic. Maybe a flower- shaped hairpin. Maybe a fine necklace.

But when the owner smiled widely and opened a red-lacquered wooden box in front of me, I

went stiff.

Inside was a

huge gold bracelet.

It was thick and heavy, at least half a pound.

The design was painfully simple and crude-just a solid strip of gold bent into a circle, without even a pattern, only engraved with chunky words “Good Luck” on top.

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Chapter 259 Oliver Leaves

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“Uh…” My lips twitched as I lifted it. It nearly slipped from my hand. “My senior really ordered this?”

“Yes!” The owner grinned. “Mr. Silva said fancy designs are pointless. Solid gold is what matters. He said you’ve got a household to manage. If things ever get rough, you can pawn this anywhere. That’s the most practical thing!”

I didn’t know what to say.

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Chapter 260 Hannah’s Provocation

Chapter 260 Hannah’s Provocation

Cindy’s POV:

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Staring at that extremely tacky yet extremely useful gold bracelet, I burst out laughing. Halfway through, my eyes started to sting with tears.

Yeah. That was exactly Oliver’s style.

He looked elegant on the outside, but he saw everything clearly. He knew exactly what I’d lived through. He was afraid I’d fall into poverty again, afraid someone would grab me by the purse strings.

That thing wasn’t jewelry. It was a safety rope he quietly handed me.

I slipped the bracelet onto my wrist. It was heavy, pressing against the bone, but it gave me a strange sense of stability I hadn’t felt in years.

“Duchess Spencer?”

Just as I was about to leave, a cautious voice called out behind me.

I turned around and saw an elderly woman wrapped in a dark brown cloak.

She lowered her hood, showing a face worn by time but still full of dignity.

It was Barbara, the former Luna of the Blackstone Pack.

“Mrs. Barbara?” I was taken aback, yet I still inclined my head politely. “What a coincidence.”

“Not at all.” Barbara gave a crooked smile. “I came here on purpose. I heard Mr. Silva left today, so I guessed you’d stop by.”

She glanced at the noisy crowd nearby. “Duchess Spencer, could we speak somewhere quiet? Before Carrie marries into the Duskfang Pack, there are some things I need to make clear to you.”

We found a quiet café close by and took a private room.

The coffee smelled rich and warm, but Barbara’s expression was gloomier than the gray sky

outside.

“First, congratulations, Duchess Spencer,” she said slowly. “Marrying His Highness is a fine match. Our Blackstone Pack is far away, but we’ve prepared a small gift. It’ll arrive at your

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