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Chapter 286

It was as if he was performing some grand ritual.

To those who knew better, it was just closing the door and changing the code. To those who didn’t, it might seem like he was praying to the gods.

I then realized what was going on. “This is… your little fiancee’s courtyard?”

Frank’s thick, rigid lashes fluttered slightly as he shot me a sideways glance. “You’re asking even though you know?”

“You…” I couldn’t help but ask, “Have you ever thought about what if you really can’t find her?”

He fixed his gaze on me, narrowing his eyes and curling his lips in a smirk, “Even then, I wouldn’t lower myself to anyone’s level, including yours.”

“Then you really are overthinking things. I almost choked on his words. “I wouldn’t want someone like you even if you threw yourself at me.”

Being hurt by Ryan because of his “true love” was enough.

From now on, I would stay far away from men with a “true love” in their hearts.

Besides, who was he? The heir of the Smith family, the sole successor of five generations.

Why would a divorced woman like me ever dare to imagine stepping into his world?

His family would probably drive me away, let alone him

“Mr. Smith, Ms. Wilson.”

The butler ran over, panting heavily. “I’ve been looking everywhere for you. Madam Shaw is asking for you.”

When we returned to Madam Shaw’s courtyard, both Ryan and Bethany were present.

Bethany looked distressed. “Are you really not coming to my engagement party with Ryan?”

“It’s a matter of marriage. As long as the parents are there, that’s enough.”

Madam Shaw, seeing me enter, waved me over while nonchalantly saying, “I’m old and don’t like to get involved in such lively events.”

I nodded slightly and walked over, with the old madam pulling me close.

Bethany, fuming, nearly crushed the teacup in her anger. “What if it were Lily’s engagement party?” “You’ve always compared yourself to Lily.” Madam Shaw didn’t answer but said only this one sentence. The answer was obvious. Lily Shaw, the eldest daughter of the Shaw family, was Madam Shaw’s granddaughter with a quarter of her blood.

Naturally, she would not just attend. She would be personally involved and make a grand affair of it.

Bethany, not particularly foolish, understood and felt wronged. “How could I not compare myself to her? From childhood, even the servants at home liked to mention how clever and intelligent Lily was! But no matter how good she was, she’s long gone. Why can’t you praise me more… Ouch!”

Chapter 286

+25 BONUS

Before she could finish, Frank suddenly grabbed a teacup and splashed the warm tea all over her head.

Unaware of how ungentlemanly he was, Frank’s face took on a more roguish expression. “Bethany, what gives you the right to compare yourself to her? The only reason you’re able to stand here and act so high and mighty is because of her.” **

In a single short sentence, Frank buried Bethany in the dirt.

The same man who once stood behind me; now he stepped forward to protect Bethany, his expression cold and stern. “Mr. Smith, no matter what, she is still my fiancee.”

“Is that so?” Frank chuckled softly, his tone laced with meaning. “If she really had the ability to marry into the Frost family, I’d consider looking at her with higher regard.”

Ryan’s eyes widened sharply. Before Bethany could catch the subtext, he spoke with a nonchalant tone, skillfully deflecting the situation.

“How much regard you have for her is not that important.”

“Oh.” Frank didn’t take it seriously, his gaze shifting from me to Bethany. With a faint smile, he said, “Do you really think he could ever find you appealing?*