There
was no way willow would go to Yarrowmen
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so, she promptly hung up on Julian
After a bear, she stared at the phone in her hands <b>as </b>her mind raced a mile a minute. Julian wasn’t senous when he said he agreed to the divorce. He <b>only </b>chose to let her go free as a temporary mean to keep her in check. The touching speech he gave in court was merely an act
He truly was a fantastic actor.
Willow went to the Ziegler residence that evening.
The sunset painted the sky with <b>swaths </b>of breathtaking colors. The two rows of Faeria’s sycamore trees in the Ziegler residence stood tall, their branches lush <b>and </b>vibrant as they were bathed in a soft golden glow.
Sebastian came to greet Willow at the <b>door</b>, saying respectfully, “Mr. Ziegler Senior has gone fishing with <b>his </b><b>friends</b>. I’m afraid he won’t be back tonight. However, Mr. Liam is at home. Would you like to meet him?”
Based on his words, it was evident he was Liam’s mouthpiece.
Willow considered her options and ever
and eventually agreed to meet Liam
Liam found himself meeting his ex–<b>daughter</b>–inw in his study. He didn’t treat Willow any differently. Instead, he specifically requested a cup of Mendhling <b>coffee </b><b>to </b>be brewed for her before personally serving it to <b>Willow</b>. Then, he said warmly, “We’ve just gotten a new <b>batch </b>of bears recently. Please have a taste.”
The two at side by side in the study. Liam <b>didn’t </b>bother wasting his time pretending to be clueless. Rather, he chose to say in a firm but gentle tone, “We’re family, so I won’t bother dragging things out. I’m afraid neither my father nor <b>i </b><b>will </b>be <b>able </b>to help <b>you</b><b>. </b>
“Julian owns 10% of <b>Neb </b>Group’s shares. My <b>father </b>gave Dexter 10%, which Julian now holds. In other words, my father could only browbeat Julian into submission if Julian was willing to y the respectful grandson. He has no other <b>way </b>of dealing with <b>Julian </b>otherwise. My <b>father </b>knew you would pay him a <b>visit</b>, <b>so </b>be chose to avoid you.”
Willow’s heart sank upon hearing Liam’s words,
Liam took a <b>sip </b>of his coffee before adding genially, <b>“</b><b>Why </b><b>don’t </b>you ralk things our with <b>pulian</b>? Perhaps he might reconsider if you do.”
wilow curled her lips into a bitter smile, declined Liam’s offer to stay for <b>dinner</b><b>, </b>and left the Ziegler residence under the <b>cover </b><b>of </b>dusk.
Madanie came storming in the second she left the manor.
Mnie was very displeased as she questioned her husband, “Why is she here? Didn’t she divorce Julian?
Liam remained seated on the Eborisian embossed couch as he enjoyed the rest of his coffee. When he heard his wife’sints, he shot her a nce and scoffed. ” Divorced? Please open your eyes and look around you for once. Your darling son is the one trying to regain Willow’s favor
“He’s trying so hard that he’s brought chaos upon Brindley. He’s done all those outrageous things, but where is he now? He’s squirreled off to Yarrowmere, waiting patiently for Willow to darken his doorstep.”
Mnie was aggrieved by <b>Liam’s </b>rebuke<b>. </b>“How am I supposed to face Dorothy after this?”
Liam answered,
“Face her<b>? </b>You should rejoice if she could stop herself from pping you.”
The city lights lit up one after another.
Willow dropped by Gibson Legal Group on her way
y home. The
e32–story building was brightly lit when <b>she </b><b>arrived</b><b>. </b>
Jeffrey’s secretary <b>opened </b>the door for <b>her </b>and murmured, “Mr. Gibson has been going through the ounts all aftemoon. He hasn’t had <b>a </b>bite even though it’s
often sote.”
Willow nodded upon hearing that corupeal.
Jeffrey had a frown on his face as he sat behind the office desk. She could still see the white bandages wrapped around <b>his </b>anns, even though he was wearing his suit jacket overtlem. Meanwhile, his uninjured right hand was
holding a half–burned rigarrile while be asionally took a pult from it.
He instinctively raised his head when he heard the noise. Then, he promptly extinguished his cigarette. “<b>What </b>brings you here?
Willow ced the dinner she had brought for ham on the desk. It was buck a l’Orange
Angh Jeffrey was in a bad mood, he still tried to squeeze a smile on his face, <b>saying</b>, “And here I was, starving to death. You’re nw savior” Then, he pushed his
documents aside with a sweep of his hand.
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