Rainie kept shaking her head. I don't want to see Sylvester. I don't! That man is far more ruthless than I'd imagined. I fear I won't be able to take it if he makes any more sharp remarks. No one in this world can hurt me except him. Even a single word or action from him is enough to leave me utterly devastated, and I no longer want to humiliate myself by desperately clinging to him. If possible, I never want to see that man ever again. I wish my memories to be filled only with beautiful moments, untainted by resentment, anger, hatred, or sorrow.
“No! No way! I'm not going. I won't! Don't force me.”
“Not going?” Mason echoed with a snicker. “Just a few days ago, your brother came to me saying he was short on cash and needed some funds for turnover. I gave him ten million, and he went to Ackleton with it. Last night, a casino manager from Ackleton called me. He said your brother lost thirty million, meaning he owes the casino twenty million. Tsk, tsk. Twenty million. Are you able to pay off his gambling debt? If you don't pay it off, they'll chop him up and feed him to the fish. Not even a trace of his bones will be left.”
“Don't say anything more. Please, I'm begging you to stop.” She covered her ears tightly while tears streamed down her face.
Although that family never provided me warmth or affection, it did once provide me with shelter. Despite having repaid all my debts to them, old ties are hard to sever. I thought at first that I'd be able to face them with indifference, but it turns out that I can't. Even if they did deeply hurt me before.
“I'll do it. You want me to plead with Sylvester, don't you? I'll do it, okay? Just spare my brother. Please spare him.”
He patted her face gently, wiping away the tears that stained her cheeks, and said with a smile, “That's more like it. As long as you behave, I won't cause any trouble for your family. Dress up nicely and try to win Sylvester's pity so he'll happily agree to help me through this crisis.”
As she stared blankly at the chandelier above her head, a wistful smile tugged at the corners of her lip. I thought I'd be free after what happened over a month ago. Alas, reality has shown me that I was too naive. It wasn't the end after that night, but the beginning of a disaster.
Over in a bedroom at the Shurmer residence, Bailey was leaning against the headboard, talking on the phone with Artemis.
“Have you arrived in Zaewora?”
“Mm-hmm. I just got off the private jet. How about you? Have you gotten out of bed yet?”
Turning to glance at the blazing sun outside the window, she chuckled and replied, “The sun is up, so it's time to get up.”
“Okay. Get an early start, then. Go and do some exercises in the backyard or the gym. You're so frail. How are you going to satisfy me when I return?”
She rolled her eyes. There he goes again, talking nonsense after the conversation has barely started.
Seeing that she did not say anything, he did not press her. Instead, he asked, “What are your plans for today?”
Bailey rolled out of bed, walked to the floor-to-ceiling window, and pulled back the curtains. Smiling, she answered, “I'm meeting the embroiderer to finalize the wedding dress design.”
He fell silent for a few seconds before finally saying, “Weren't you going to look for Yrina's apprentice? Yrinasion embroidery is more exquisite than Strassonian embroidery. Since it's your wedding dress, it has to be the best. Everything must be top-notch. After all, you only get married once in your life.”
She arched her brows and half-jokingly replied, “You might not be able to find her. She's quite the enigma.”
“That's not a problem. Although Yrinasion embroidery isn't as widespread as Strassonian embroidery, the technique didn't get passed down to Yrina's apprentice only. As far as I know, there are embroiderers in Jipsdale skilled in Yrinasion embroidery. I'll send someone to hire them. We should still go with Yrinasion embroidery for your wedding dress.”
His response amused her. Doesn't it tire him to worry about such trivial matters?
Needless to say, Artemis was not tired at all. In fact, he wished he could take full charge of their wedding arrangements. However, that could only be pie in the sky. He shouldered so many responsibilities that he could not even slow down for a moment.
“You've just arrived in Zaewora, so you should go to your accommodation and get some sleep first. I'll keep an eye on the wedding preparations here in Hallsbay.”
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