The True Heiress Returns (Tilda Jenson) novel Chapter 35

Chapter 35 Their Family Business

Inside, class was still going on.

Through the window, Wade scanned the room.

He froze when he realized Tilda wasn’t there.

“Oh, hey, Wade.

“Professor Manning. Wade’s outside!”

A younger student spotted him and called out, and the class immediately stirred with noise.

Today, Tilda was hands–down the star of Orica University.

Even Shaun wouldn’t stop bragging about her. He’d even posted online that Tilda was his most remarkable student in decades.

And it wasn’t just that she’d broken a record–she had smashed Wade’s.

And the best part? The two of them were siblings.

No wonder the gossip was blowing up. It was drama on top of drama.

“Quiet down. Self–study for now.”

Shaun hushed the room and stepped into the hallway.

“Wade, whatever you want, wait until after class.”

Shaun still had full faith in Wade. He was his prized student, after all.

Even if Tilda had burst onto the scene out of nowhere, Shaun wasn’t about to turn his back on Wade.

“Professor Manning, where’s Tilda?” Wade’s voice was sharp, urgent.

“You forgot? Anyone who can fix my program doesn’t have to come to class anymore. She’s done. She left.”

“L–left where?”

Wade’s head buzzed with questions he needed to ask her.

Why?

Why has Tilda hidden such a huge talent?

Why has she never once shown it to me?

“Wade, isn’t she your sister? Everyone knows she’s the Jensons‘ real daughter, the one who got brought back. Don’t tell me you don’t even have her number.”

The words were stuck in lus throat.

Because it was true. He didn’t have it. He didn’t even want the number of his sister, who was finally found after 19 years.

To be honest, part of him had wished she’d stayed gone, or that she’d never even been born. He felt it would be best if she were lost for good or dead.

He wished she would never show up again or be found by the Jensons. He wished she wouldn’t come back to steal Kyla’s spot in the family

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Chapter 35 Their Family Business

His cold, sharp disgust toward Tilda had always been like a spear.

Any warmth in her heart would’ve been stabbed straight through and ripped apart, left bleeding and broken.

“Wade?”

Shaun frowned slightly, sensing something off in his expression.

But he couldn’t put his finger on it.

Sorry, Professor Manning, I shouldn’t interrupt your class. I–I’ll go look for her.”

Finished

Wade knew that if he really found Tilda now, things would get ugly, messy, and humiliating, but he still needed answers.

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