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The True Heiress Returns (Tilda Jenson) novel Chapter 273

Chapter 273 Showdown at Nightingale Bar

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Anyone who thinks about messing with Tilda, had to make sure they can handle whatever she throws back at them.

Since catching sight of the Queen of Nightingale Bar was such a rare treat, the guys could only sneak peeks at Tilda’s silhouette and flowing hair, while pretending to focus on their drinks.

Stunning!

Absolutely gorgeous!

Her phone buzzed.

Tilda pulled out her phone.

Dale’s name appeared on the screen.

Dale had texted her, “Tilda, I got the files. Outstanding work.”

Tilda typed back, “Dale, come on aren’t you gonna praise me?”

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Dale’s response came quickly, “Tilda, you’re incredible!”

Tilda’s fingers flew across the keyboard, “Dale, you’re pretty amazing yourself! I can’t wait for the day your lithography machine gets finished, starts manufacturing chips, breaks up that monopoly, shocks the entire world, and creates ripples across every industry!”

Dale replied, “You’ve been a huge part of this project. Without your help, we never could have made this much progress on the lithography machine.”

Dale’s praise sent Tilda’s confidence soaring.

Nothing beats getting recognition from Dale. Haokay, maybe that’s a slight exaggeration.

Still, having Dale acknowledge her work felt sweeter than her favorite candy. Warmth spread through her chest.

Right then, someone came rushing over.

The person’s eyes were locked on Tilda as they charged straight toward her.

“Tilda!”

Preston’s voice had that grinding, furious edge to it.

Even through his obvious rage, you could see the exhaustion written all over his face.

Preston had spent the entire day hunting for Tilda!

He’d checked Orica University and hit up every single place she might turn up.

The problem was Preston didn’t have Tilda’s phone number.

He’d even quietly asked Wade if he had her contact information.

Wade claimed he didn’t have it either and wondered if something was wrong.

There was no way Preston could–explain this humiliating mess to Wade, so he just brushed off the question and hoped to keep the whole thing under wraps as long as possible.

After asking every connection he had, Preston finally discovered that Tilda was having drinks at Nightingale Bar!

Preston was so furious during the drive over that he almost crashed his car, then bolted straight to Nightingale Bar without

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even stopping to catch his breath!

Preston’s family had been thrown into complete turmoil because of that video Tilda had suddenly dropped online.

And there was that bitch, Tilda, casually sipping drinks at Nightingale Bar like absolutely nothing had happened.

How could Preston not be absolutely furious?

Here we go!

The crowd that had been watching Tilda perked up with excitement!

Every single time Tilda showed up at Nightingale Bar, she managed to stir up some kind of drama.

She was like a magnet for trouble–impossible to ignore.

you wanted, so why did you suddenly post the video online last night and humiliate everyone involved?”

1 After thinking it over all day, Preston finally asked the question that had been gnawing at him.

Tilda didn’t say a word.

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Seriously?

Was something wrong with Tilda’s hearing?

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But seeing Preston’s delusional confidence, she realized this wasn’t some bizarre hallucination.

Tilda felt genuinely disgusted.

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“Oh my God, why do pathetic men like this even exist in this world? You’re like my Uncle John’s nasty old work boots–beat up, crusty, and just plain gross.”

Tilda put her hand over her mouth in mock surprise.

In some twisted way, Tilda really had to give Preston credit.

Looking at him now, it was like he genuinely believed he was the center of the universe–as if everyone was head over heels for him and the entire world revolved around his existence.

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