The True Heiress Returns (Tilda Jenson) novel Chapter 587

Chapter 587 Too Late

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No wonder the whole party tonight–filled with the nation’s top business leaders–seemed to revolve around Jude. His mood alone set the tone, and nobody dared cross him. Everyone only wanted to get on his good side.

Jude stopped in front of Wade. “What are you doing here?”

The words dripped with contempt.

Since Tilda cut ties with the Jensons, Jude’s loyalties followed hers–whoever she hated, he hated.

The only reason Jude hadn’t crushed the Jenson family already was that Tilda wanted to play this game her own way.

“Mr. Bell,” Wade asked carefully, “was that Tilda you were just with? What exactly is your relationship with her?”

“You don’t need to know my relationship with Tilda. Wade, do you still think you’re her brother?”

Jude’s cold voice cut through the air.

“You … you and Tilda … is it really like that?”

His words struck Wade like lightning.

He had once seen Jude and Tilda together when he went out with Kyla, but he never imagined things would actually develop the way Russell had feared.

“I don’t owe you any explanation.”

Jude turned to leave.

But Wade clenched his jaw, summoning courage from nowhere, and stepped in his way.

“Mr. Bell, I’m sorry, but you could never make Tilda happy, I won’t let my sister be played with. A family like the Bells would never accept her.”

Tilda’s strong, stubborn personality would only bring her danger in that household. Maybe

even worse.

Jude’s eyes narrowed. “I’ll protect my woman. I’m the head of my family now. If I want to marry someone, I don’t need anyone’s approval or permission.

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“And another thing–Tilda herself said she has no connection to the Jensons anymore. Wade, stop shamelessly calling yourself her brother.”

Wade knew he didn’t have the standing to argue.

But his fists clenched tight, and his blood boiled with the duty of an older brother.

He raised his eyes and met Jude’s cold, hunting gaze without flinching.

“Even if Tilda doesn’t forgive us, we’ve already failed her too many times. We can’t afford to fail her again…”

Bam!

Before Wade could finish, Jude’s fist smashed into his face.

The blow sent him crashing to the ground.

A tooth flew out, and blood filled his mouth.

12:57 Sat, Oct 11 M…

By the time the party ended, Russell was waiting in the car, checking his watch, brows drawn tight.

Why isn’t Wade back yet?

When he texted earlier, Wade had replied that he was busy but would be down soon.

Now it was already past 11.

The car door finally opened, and Wade slipped in.

“Wade, where were you? Why are you so late?

“Wait… Your face…

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Russell’s sharp eyes immediately caught the bruises.

“Wade, what happened to your face? Who did this to you?”

“It’s nothing, Dad. Upstairs was dark, and I was feeling a little down. I just went out for air and… tripped.”

“Impossible! A fall doesn’t make your face look like this. Wade, even now you’re hiding from me? This is clearly from a fight!”

Russell’s voice was firm, certain.

But Wade, remembering Jude’s cold and ruthless expression, didn’t dare tell the truth. If Russell found out Jude was involved–especially that it had to do with Tilda–he might go after Jude himself.

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