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Chapter 290 Zack and Bree had been nothing but kind to me. They treatedlike I was their own. I knew this, yet since I discovered the contract, I could not help the lump in my throat whenever I saw them.
I wanted to stop feeling that way and love them as they so openly loved me. I wanted to reciprocate their acceptance of me.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtA small chuckle escaped Arthur. "Like father, like daughter." I froze at his words. He had toldhe did not remember my father. My breath hitched when I realized he had been lying, and my nails dug into my palms.
Arthur let out a breathy laugh and elaborated, "Zack mentions him so often that it's hard forto forget the name. Otherwise, I wouldn't have bothered remembering someone l'only met twice a decade ago." My throat tightened, and I dared to ask, "What did Zack say about my father?" Arthur rose to his feet. One of the bodyguards made to cover and help him, but Arthur stopped him with a hand. He sauntered to the floor-to- ceiling windows and gazed out at the green lawn. "What do you think he'd say about your father, missy?" Cunning old man. I should have known he would throw the question back at me.
I had no idea what Zack would say about my father, nor did I dare to venture a guess. In the end, I stood up and joined Arthur by the window. "Zack was my father's only friend Arthur made no reply, keeping his eyes on the scenery outside. I followed his gaze and drank in the view of the expansive green lawn. It was therapeutic to be surrounded by such lush greenery.
I couldn't help remembering the open meadow my father had broughtto. While our family hadn't been well- off, they made sure to takeon vacations every year.
My parents didn't believe in vacationing among skyscrapers and city smog. They preferred to bask in nature's goodness. As such, my childhood memories were filled with vivid images of pristine sand, openThe or green landscape beforeremindedof the Havenbell Meadow, where my parents tookcamping among the local farm people. True to local culture, my parents had us spend our days eating roasted lamb and "Dad toldhe would bringto see the world," I said, recalling my father's promise. However, he was gone, and I had lost my wanderlust. Since moving in with the Gildons, I had always declined Zack and B Going on trips requiredto revisit my deepest wounds, something I did not intend to do. I did not want to bleed again.
"Missy, I'm sure there's someone who misses your father as much as you do," Arthur suddenly said.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmI held my breath and waited for him to continue.
He did not beat around the bush and gavethe answer I had been looking for. "I don't know if the car crash that took your parent's lives was maliciously orchestrated, but I can confirm Zack had nothing to do with it." Tremained silent, even as I was thrumming with the urge to ask him how he could be so sure. However, I knew things betweenand Zack would sour if I asked more questions,
This might not be a confrontation with Zack, but Arthur was so close to him that I couldn't help assimilating them. He was even assessingthe sway Zack would.
"Zack had given up on the contract after your father got into an accident, but I knew it was a deal they hadn a worked on together. I really wanted the deal, so I sought Zack out a few times. I told him your parents h father would have died for nothing." Arthur's words leftstumped, but they also made my heart tighten.
"Missy, listen to me. Zack isn't the greedy sort, and he certainly wouldn't schor backstab his friend for money. I wouldn't have gotten acquainted with him otherwise," he added solemnly. Ads by I considered his words and admitted he made sense. At once, the weight on my chest disappeared. I had Pubfuture