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The Dark Side Of Fate Chapter 915
"She isn't Sophia's substitute. I..." I struggled to find the words, and he patiently waited for me to speak.
"If I tell you this, you have to promise to keep it a secret. It's crucial," I requested, and he furrowed his brow, considering my words before nodding in agreement to keep my confidence.
"Yes, I had feelings for Sophia. I confessed it to everyone and was quite adamant about it. It's all true, but I don't have those feelings anymore. I..." I hesitated, and he remained silent, waiting for me to continue.
"Jo and I are fated," I blurted out, causing him to gasp, his eyes widening in surprise.
"I found out during dinner when we arrived at Mountain. I swear, I fought against it, but in the end, I decided to give fate a chance," I confessed, and he frowned, concerned.
"But she isn't eighteen yet. You can't know. She can't know," he argued, and I nodded in agreement.
"I thought the same at first, but fate seems to have different plans for me. She still doesn't know, and I don't intend to tell her anytime soon. I want her to discover it on her own, in a natural way, and decide if she wants me or not," I explained, and he studied me closely, trying to grasp the complexity of the situation.
"And what about you? Bond aside, do you want her?" he asked, and I nodded without hesitation.
"More than I've ever wanted anyone," I admitted, and he bowed his head in understanding.
"I believe you, Li. Alex just flashed while you were talking about her. He never did that with Sophia, so I believe you," he reassured me, taking note of the bond's response.
"Your secret is safe with me. I won't tell her or anyone, and I genuinely wish you two the best. Congratulations, by the way," he said, and with those words, his serious expression softened into a relaxed one once again.
It will be stupid to believe that the Albert twins were as oblivious as they seemed. They just seemed the type to choose to ignore things.
"I want to ask you about your friends in Mountain, the ones you invited to the picnic?" I inquired, and he burst into laughter.
"The social climbers?" he chuckled, surprising me with his awareness.
"Honestly, we thought you didn't know," I admitted, and he laughed again.
"Of course we know, but it gets lonely in the east. You have everyone up north, so you don't need any extras, but it's just us, so we make do," he explained with amusement.
"Sebastien and I find their efforts entertaining. We invited them for amusement, and boy, they didn't disappoint. Charlotte, Jewels, Gemma, Lily, and Harper had their hands full with those boys," he said, laughing, and I could tell it was all deliberate.
"You should have seen Harper lose her cool. The guy just kept going on. She had to tell him to literally shut the fuck up! You two missed it, but I guess you guys were busy in the romance department," he added, slipping his hands into his pockets before walking away.
I never realised my Eastern cousins were this mischievous until now.
As we explored the ground floor, meticulously examining surfaces for any traces of clues, we came to a surprising observation – someone had returned to clean the house. The ground floor appeared immaculate, with the floors mopped and all surfaces meticulously tended to.
However, it was evident that the cleaning couldn't have been done by the housekeeper. Had it been her, the lingering scents of Josephine and me would still be noticeable. Instead, the house exuded a faint aroma of disinfectants, indicating that the place had been thoroughly aired after the cleaning.
It became apparent that whoever was responsible for this had worked tirelessly throughout the night to achieve such a thorough cleaning. The dedication to erasing any evidence left us both intrigued and concerned about the extent to which they were involved.
"You are right; it seems like there's nothing to be found here," I concurred, acknowledging the fruitless search. We then made our way upstairs to the room where we had found the housekeeper earlier. Josephine and Justin appeared puzzled, examining the environment.