Two Reborn, One Throne novel Chapter 195

Otherwise, dying just like that would be letting you off too easy.

Amber locked her screen, composed her emotions, and scanned a rental bike to ride to the hospital to pick up Xanthe.

Right as she arrived at the hospital entrance, she saw Lucian's mother, Grace, being escorted out by Howard Harper.

Howard was driving a Volkswagen. Grace hadn't actually wanted his help, but her rebellious son Lucian was off god-knows-where again. She hadn't been able to reach him by phone all night. Seeing the situation, Howard had offered to drive over and pick her up, insisting she shouldn't be too polite with him.

Since Lucian was in his prep period, he needed peace and quiet to study. After the exams were over, she'd have plenty of time to yell at him.

Grace rationalized it—if it weren't for the impending exams, she would have broken Lucian's legs by now.

Now, spotting Amber, Grace's initial reluctance morphed instantly into arrogance.

"Amber, back at the hospital to visit your Auntie Xanthe again? It's honestly hilarious. You have zero relation to Xanthe Sutton, yet you run back and forth every day. Where's Loretta? Amber, don't tell me your father and Xanthe are actually going to get a marriage license over this. Otherwise, I just can't understand it. Not studying at home during the prep period could ruin everything. Xanthe's so wonderful, but she clearly doesn't care about your future."

Ever since the fallout with Lucian, this wretched girl had been an eyesore, and now she was constantly going out of her way to be a nuisance.

Should she offer a sarcastic congratulations? Amber had finally gotten her wish to call Xanthe 'Mom'.

Amber parked her yellow rental bike and replied, "Grace, my hospital runs don't interfere with my studying. You should really spend less time worrying about my family. Instead of being so overly concerned with us, maybe care a little more about your own son. Couldn't reach him on the phone again last night, could you?"

"Grace, seeing how worked up you are, let me give you a friendly warning: don't end up shooting yourself in the foot. Playing with fire is never worth the burn."

"Amber!"

Amber ignored her, her lips curving into a predatory grin as she strode into the hospital.

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