Inherit Billions

Inherit Billions

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Sometimes Love Means Letting Go

From Orion's perspective, the scene looked almost like a proposal: one sitting and one kneeling. But the way Wilson was helping Seraphina put on her shoes was far from romantic. Instead, it made Orion uncomfortable, as if they were some passionate couple His expression turned ice-cold, and his gaze sharpened with a biting chill as he glared at Wilson.

Wilson had overheard the commotion, but he nonchalantly finished putting Seraphina's shoe on and straightened up.

"Ms. Cross, you should change into another pair of shoes. Why don't you head to the lounge upstairs and

wait?"

Seraphina thanked him casually. Then she stood up and sent a message to Justin to prepare new clothes and shoes for her.

In a situation like this, Justin was the only one she could count on.

Orion walked over, his expression cold and severe, his gaze fixed intensely on Wilson.

Someone coveting what was his stirred a deep sense of possessiveness in him-a dangerous threat looming ever closer. They had driven him to the brink of madness.

"What were you two just doing?" he asked again, his voice low and icy, dripping with gloom.

Orion found it particularly offensive that Seraphina was still wearing Wilson's jacket.

His gaze flickered slightly, and emotions barely held in check.

Seraphina walked past him but paused briefly when she reached his side. In a low voice, she spoke, "I don't need to explain myself to you, do I?"

She was upset with Orion's overstepping-he should remember his place.

Besides, if this mess was Lucinda's doing, her target was Orion, not her.

If he hadn't caused this trouble in the first place, she wouldn't have almost embarrassed herself earlier!

Without waiting for his reaction, she headed upstairs to wait for Justin.

Orion's face darkened; his gaze grew dim.

Wilson stepped closer with a faint smile, but there was no emotion behind it.

"Mr-Dros, sometimes love means letting go. There are things that cannot be forced."

Orion's eyes narrowed slightly, cold and sharp.

"Whether I let go or not, she's still my woman. No one else has the right to touch her."

The atmosphere instantly became tense.

Outside, the reporters and fans had no idea of the brewing storm inside If they knew, it would have

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Sometimes Love Means Letting Go

Upstairs in the lounge.

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Upstairs, in the lounge, Justin arrived carrying clothes and shoes. He was irritated with his troublesome sister, but his movements were swift and precise, wasting no time.

"I called the sponsor and found you some clothes. You have to make do for now, but didn't your custom-made outfits for this event?"

Seraphina breathed a sigh of relief and shrugged off Wilson's jacket, turning her back to him.

"Look!"

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The zipper at the back of her dress was broken, revealing much of her back. Though the exposed skin was sensual and appealing, it didn't fit the conservative style the dress was supposed to have. Instead, it looked awkwardly mismatched. Justin's expression shifted several times, and his brows furrowed.

"Dammit! Who the hell did this? What was Thomas even doing?"

He was livid. It was clearly sabotage.

Seraphina calmly picked up the clothes he had tossed aside and walked into the inner room.

"It wasn't Thomas. It was someone else," she said quietly,

"Who is it? I'll tear them apart!"

Justin was furious. Anyone daring to mess with Seraphina was as good as dead in his eyes. Seraphina chuckled softly, closing the door behind her. "I'll handle it. You can go now."

Still fuming, Justin stormed out.

Seraphina changed into the new clothes-a black gown with a cold, elegant grace. The high heels were also from one of her favorite brands and styles. She sighed with relief but couldn't shake off the earlier incident. She picked up her phone and called Lucinda.

"Where are you? You're my personal assistant. Why weren't you by my side? Get here immediately."

Lucinda responded, "Apologies, ma'am. I was in the restroom. I'll be there right away."

Seraphina took a deep breath. When she stepped out, she saw Justin's assistant, Demi Pauley, waiting at the

door.

"Ms. Seraphina, Mr. Justin is worried about you being alone. He asked me to stick with you tonight."Têxt belongs to NôvelDrama.Org.

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Seraphina smiled and said, "Great. Can you wait here for Lucinda? I need to talk to her when she gets bere

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Sometimes Love Means Letting Go

Seraphina glanced at her watch and said, "It's about time. I'm heading downstairs"

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With a calm smile, Seraphina made her way downstairs She wasn't someone who let things slide easily.

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