Chapter 22 How Can I Just Ignore Her?
“Sure!”
A tiny spark lit up in Tilda’s eyes.
Being the Colons‘ goddaughter? That would be huge.
If she were part of the Colons, no one would step all over her like the Jensons did. In that family, Kyla was always in the spotlight, shining bright, while Tilda got pushed aside and forgotten.
But in her past life, Tilda had been crushed by too many disappointments and ended up paying with her life.
The word family didn’t mean much anymore–it felt cold and empty.
Just then, a man wearing a coat that shimmered like starlight walked past Sky Dining.
His eyes locked on Tilda, who was sitting by the window, laughing with Una.
So… she could smile like that, huh?
“Jude, what’s up?”
Maurice leaned in, whistling when he saw Tilda.
“Looks like fate’s calling. Why not say hi?”
“Not yet.”
Tilda noticed Jude staring and met his gaze head–on.
For a moment, their eyes clashed like thunder sparking in the air.
Jude’s stare was deep, endless, and sharp–like a predator watching its prey.
Under that piercing gaze, it felt like he could see straight through her, pulling her into a dark, bottomless pit.
She quickly looked away, muttering, “Why am I running into familiar faces all day?
“What a lousy day.”
Jude and Maurice sat down nearby–not too close, but close enough to see Tilda and Una.
“Jude, I’ve never seen a woman ignore your stare before,” Maurice teased.
Jude carried himself like a god–distant, untouchable.
An irresistible bachelor like him didn’t even need to mention he was CEO of DY Group. Just a snap of his fingers could make women from Slosa to Flonche chase after him.
But Tilda? She was clearly avoiding him.
And honestly, she had reason to. Jude was dangerously unpredictable.
Even Maurice, who knew him well, sometimes felt uneasy around him.
Jude stayed silent, still watching Tilda like a hunter fixed on its target.
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