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Rowan stood rooted. He felt a pang in his heart, and there was a twinge of pain before it thumped.
Cordelia looked at him strangely but did not think more about it and got into the car. Robert called for the
chauffeur, and both of them sent her together.
Not long after the car drove off, Rowan broke out of his daze and quickly gave chase. He tailed Cordelia’s car along
the way with shaking hands gripping the steering wheel.
There were a few times when his vision turned blurry. The crisp and sweet voice, as well as flashbacks of a certain
person’s smile and actions, kept appearing in his mind. He could always see her in a gentle, long lilac dress smiling
happily under the sun once she saw him. He could always recall how she rebelled against her family and relatives
without care just for him, as well as the shock, rage, and despair in her eyes when she found out that he had lied to
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Rowan hit the brake abruptly.
The car suddenly stopped in the middle of the road, causing disgruntlement from the cars at the back.
Immediately, grating honks were all that could be heard on the road. The other drivers threw him dirty glances and
curses when they went around him/
The traffic police rushed over soon enough and knocked on his car window.
Rowan sat in the car with a pale face like his soul had left his body. There was sweat on his forehead as he teared
up.
…
“Ms. Cordelia, what are you looking for?”
Robert could not help asking her, seeing that she kept turning around.
“Oh, nothing,” Cordelia replied nonchalantly. “I think Uncle Irwin’s car was following us, but he’s gone now.”
Robert thought about it with a furrow of brows. He had to let Zephyr know about this. After sending Cordelia to her
destination safely, he called Zephyr to report it downstairs.
“Yes, we’ve sent Ms. Cordelia to her mom’s.”
“Mm.” Zephyr was going through some documents. “Anything happened while she was in the manor?”
“No. Just…” Robert paused. “We met Mr. Irwin at the door, and he insisted on sending Ms. Cordelia.”
Zephyr’s hands that had been typing on the keyboard stopped abruptly.
‘Rowan Irwin again?’
The man’s expression was cool as his gaze darkened. His even breathing, however, concealed his emotions.
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“Then?”
“Then…” Robert tried his best to watch his words. “Ms. Cordelia said that it’s fine that I sent her, and Mr. Irwin
stopped insisting.”
Zephyr smirked. ‘As expected of his Cordelia!’
Robert said with some difficulty, “And… Mr. Irwin scolded you.”
Zephyr felt annoyance fill his chest. “What did he scold?”
“The usual,” Robert answered, feeling amused. “Things along calling you a brat and saying that men are horrible—”
As soon as Robert said that, the call was cut.
Zephyr clenched his fists so hard that his knuckles turned white. His expression was icy.
Clark, who came in to send him coffee, was frightened by how he looked.
He asked nervously, “Sir, is there a problem with the accounts?”
“No,” Zephyr uttered coldly and got up to go out with a stride.
“Sir—”
“I’m done with work. Pass the rest to the person in charge of each department!”
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