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“Uncle Luke, so you . . . ,” I paused, finding the right words to say my thoughts. “You, doing all of this is because you wanted to atone for the woman you love . . . through Zoe?”
“Yes, that sums it up.”
Uncle Luke sighed and looked at me with his milky blue eyes.
“Leanna, I had a choice back then . . . I made Jansen Conglomerate as it is now, I could make it again even if I was disowned . . . But I didn’t . . . and that remained as my life’s greatest regret.”
When I didn’t say anything, he added.
“Leanna, no one taught Zoe on the ways of high society. Her father doesn’t care for her, and her mother died when she was still a toddler. She might be crude, but she has a good heart. She’s unruly, but––”
“Uncle Luke,” I cut him, “I get it. You don’t need to tell me anything. I already like Zoe. And besides, we’ve already become friends the moment we saw each other.” I beamed.
Uncle Luke stared at me for a moment. He flashed me the warmest smile, the first I ever saw on his face, and it was gone the second I blinked.
He raised his hand, and like automatic, Zhander and Estela entered the room and sat on their previous seat.
“Grandpa Luke, so fishy,” Estela said, eyes narrowing at the old man. “You better not tell Leanna to break up with my bother.” She elbowed the old man.
The girl has guts!
Uncle Luke smirked. “Hmp! Even if I did, she wouldn’t heed it. She’s practically fallen for the man’s charms.”
I blushed hard, and Zhander turned stiff beside me.
“You bet she is!” Estela agreed with a voice so high it pierced my ears. Then she flicked her charming eyes on me. “Leanna, I’m warning you now. If you try to break up with my brother . . . he’ll kidnap you and imprison you in a lone island.”
She narrowed her eyes to scare me. I knew she meant it as a joke, but no one was laughing. I had this feeling that Cain would really do that.
“She has already fallen hard on the man. Can’t you see her eyes sparkled every time Cain’s name is brought up?” Uncle Luke retorted, and they chuckled together.
I shot them a pointed look. “Can you at least pretend that I’m right here in front of you?”
Zhander abruptly stood, the table quaked when he did. “I’ll go get some air,” he said and went out.
. . .
. . .
“Someone’s in a bad mood.” Estela held her chin and grinned playfully.
Uncle Luke sighed. “That’s why he’s still a kid. Can’t even distinguish between love and like.”
He then took a long glanced at Estela. “When will you stop teasing him?”
“As long as he keeps treating me like a little sister,” Estela answered coolly, smiling as she tilted her head from side to side.
Stunned and confused, I threw her a questioning look.
Estela raised her shoulder in a cute half-shrug. “Zhander and I are in love with each other. But the funny thing is, the guy doesn’t know. He thinks that his feelings for me are like that of a little sister. Hilarious, right?!” she said in a singsong tone like she was describing the weather.
After a moment, my brain finally caught up. “Oh . . . so that’s why he’s looking at you funny.” Then my brows crumbled so hard it hurts my head. “If it’s mutual love, why aren’t you two dating?”
Estela giggled. “Tehehehehe, it’s fun that way. I can tease him to my heart’s content.”
My nose wrinkled in disdain. “You do know that he’s pursuing me, right? Can you two get together, so that’s one less problem for me?”
Estela just chortled. “Don’t worry. He’s only interested in you ‘cause you’re a new challenge to him. Just like his previous girlfriends. Once he’s tired and bored, he’ll stop.”
My eyebrow rose. “You do know that you’ve just hurt my feelings, right?”
Estela giggled while Uncle Luke shook his head.
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