The Enigmatic Return (Neera and Jean) novel Chapter 588

Fabio did have something on his mind. He had heard about the recent news between the Beauvort family and the Marks family and invited Jean to discuss it.

"Jean, what's going on with the Marks family? Have they offended you? Are you considering severing ties with them after such a major dispute?"

Jean was calmly slicing his steak, his expression as placid as still water, unruffled by Fabio's questions.

"We don't even have a foundation to break. Whatever is happening is merely an attempt to bring my mother and the Marks family closer together."

Fabio was perplexed. "Then what are you..."

"The Marks family believed that by winning my mother's favor, they could enter our family effortlessly. Their calculations were just too precise, and they lost sight of moderation. I was just giving them a warning."

Jean didn't elaborate further, but Fabio understood him.

"Is this because of Kyra?"

Jean remained noncommittal.

Fabio reclined in his chair and sighed deeply. "This situation is like an incomprehensible drama. Wrenn was a powerful woman in her youth, and her temperament... this could be quite challenging. But, it's not entirely unfathomable. For someone who places such importance on family status, it goes against her principles to admit Neera as a part of the family just to make you happy. Now, with the arrival of the triplets, it's even harder for her to accept."

When he first met Neera and her triplets, Fabio couldn't make sense of it. In his view, Jean deserved the most perfect woman in the world.

Yet, in an unexpected turn of events, it was Neera...

"However, I never thought that you would engage in actions that blur the lines between personal and familial matters. I didn't expect that you'd go to such lengths to resist the elders of the family. It seems you only have Neera in your heart."

Jean's expression remained composed as he responded, "I've always been able to tell the difference between personal and professional matters."

Fabio smiled gracefully and quipped, "Jean, you might be able to say that to others, but do you believe it yourself?"

Jean's gaze shifted slightly, but he remained silent.

After a pause of more than ten seconds, he gently lifted the corners of his lips and casually said, "She's worth it."

Fabio was even more surprised now.

He grew up with Jean, he had never seen him falling in love with any woman. He had even come to believe that Jean might not harbor romantic feelings for anyone.

Furthermore, his health had deteriorated over the years, and it was quite unexpected.

Now it appeared that this seemingly cold man had developed a genuine interest...

"Jean, congratulations. I wish you and Neera a joyful and fulfilling marriage."

Raising his glass, Fabio offered a heartfelt toast.

Jean returned the gesture, clinking glasses with him.

The two continued to talk and share laughter, creating a harmonious atmosphere.

At that moment, a delicate voice chimed in from the side, "What a coincidence, isn't this Mr. Beauvort? I never expected our paths to cross here!"

Jean turned his attention to the source of the voice.

With his excellent memory, he quickly recognized the woman standing before him.

She was a member of Neera's research and development team named Thora.

However, he decided to pretend he didn't know her and asked her indifferently, "Who are you?"

Thora's charming smile, which she believed to be flawless, nearly faltered in an instant.

She was convinced that she had good looks and a nice figure.

Thora possessed a striking face, with a quarter of western ancestry that endowed her with more striking eyebrows, deeper eyes, and a greater potential to seduce people. She had many suitors abroad.

However, Jean seemed to forget about her.

She felt a twinge of embarrassment but gritted her teeth to maintain her composure. She introduced herself while keeping her poise.

"We've met before. My name is Thora. I came to Kingsview to help Neera in developing reagents."

Jean's expression remained stoic, devoid of any emotion, as he asked, "Since you're here to help Neera with the reagent development, why are you here?"

Thora hesitated momentarily before Jean continued.

"If I remember correctly, the research institute has been quite busy lately, and Neera got back to work after a few hours of rest."

Thora felt a tinge of embarrassment at being seemingly called out for slacking off. Nevertheless, she was determined not to let this opportunity slip away and maintained a smile as she spoke, "In the research center, Neera has everything well under control. My father is the one who initiated this reagent research and development. There are certain things I don't need to do."

She then shifted the conversation. "Now that we've run into each other, Mr. Beauvort, would you mind if I join you? I've recently arrived in Kingsview and don't know the area well. Dining alone can be rather dull."

Jean, without a hint of hesitation, declined.

"I don't like to eat with I'm not well-acquainted with. You may dine on your own."

Thora's flawless expression froze, and a crack appeared on her perfect facade.

She had never expected to be outright rejected.

In her desperation, she decided to play her cards.

"Mr. Beauvort, we've met before, and it seems rather rude for you to show such coldness. Neera and I attended the same school, and her teacher is my father. Are you sure you want to reject me?"

Jean's impatience was obvious as he responded, "Since you have the time, why don't you head to the research center earlier and help them? That way, others can have a lighter workload."

Thora was taken aback by his bluntness, her composure thoroughly unraveled, and her expression turned sour.

Realizing that Jean showed no inclination to relent, she gritted her teeth in frustration and stormed away angrily.