Chapter 655 You Sure You Can Handle This
Chapter <i>655 </i>You Sure You Can Handle This?
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Olivia swallowed the lump in her throat as her eyes moved slowly across the titles on the bookshelf.
Herbs. Design. These had always been her favorite things.
Had Gillian really spent the past twenty–plus years living with only these hobbies to keep herpany?
“Tess said you all must miss her grandma a lot,” Abel said, repeating Tess’s instructions word for word. “So she arranged for you to visit this vault. If there’s anything you like, you can take it.”
Olivia didn’t even remember when she had walked over and sat before the vanity table.
She sat there, staring at the mirror on the desk, almost as if she hoped the reflection would show the face she hadn’t seen in decades.
Hearing Abel’s words, she shook her head. “These things should mean more to Tess than to
us.”
Violet felt the same shock.
She had just flipped through the shelves herself. Some books were rare ancient scrolls that had been missing for years. Many were journals written by Gillian.
The depth and breadth of her knowledge were far beyond anything Violet had mastered.
A quiet respect rose in Violet’s heart for the olddy she could barely remember.
Then, it hit her. Tess had grown up under Gillian’s care.
So the things Tess knew… just how much had she learned?
A spark of curiosity shed in Violet’s eyes.
“Let’s go.”
After walking through the room, Olivia suddenly said she wanted to leave.
Abel blinked. “You’re not going <i>to </i>look around more?”
“No need.”
Olivia shook her head. “Being able to remember her through these things before we leave,
Chapter 655 You Sure You Can Handle This
that’s enough for me.”
She sighed, stepped out the door, and said, “We should
deal with.”
Just as she finished, Abel’s phone rang.
“Abel, bring all of them to my office.”
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Tess’s cool, steady voice came through the moment he picked up.
Abel grew nervous inexplicably, tension rising around him.
Olivia nced over and said, “Tess has spoken. Still nning to linger here?”
They got in the car and headed straight for the Ember Tower.
Meanwhile, Tess set her phone down.
Raven and Lyra stood on each side of her like her bodyguards.
On a normal day, Tess would have told them to sit down on the couch. But right now, her face was tight, as if she was bracing for a storm.
“The Reagens aren’t easy to handle,” Raven said, giving Tess a long, serious look.
There was a hint of doubt in her voice. “And I didn’t expect Sienna toe in person. She’s not someone you can deal with lightly.”
“Are you sure you can handle this?” Raven asked quietly.
Tess tapped her fingers on the desk. When she lifted her gaze and met Raven’s worried eyes, she said calmly, “Let’s see what she’s nning to do.”
The words had barely fallen when someone knocked on the office door.
Prune peeked in, only half her body showing. Her face was pale with panic. “Ms. Ember, something’s going on outside. A lot of news reporters showed up out of nowhere. I sent people to ask, but no one will say who sent them
“News reporters?”
Tess repeated quietly, her expression tightening
Raven and Lyra exchanged a look. They walked to the window and pulled the curtains open.
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The building wasn’t very tall. Looking down, they could clearly see a huge crowd packed together outside. Reporters held up cameras, bright shes bouncing off the ss.
Raven quickly yanked the curtains shut, anger ring. “They brought this many reporters? What are they trying to pull?!”
“Trying to push public pressure on us?” Lyra’s face had gone cold too.
Everyone knew Jolie started this mess. Raven did hit her, but it was only a light injury, nowhere near the same level as Jolie trying to kill Tess. They had sent Jolie to the police to wait for legal handling, but her family had personally shown up to bail her out.
Lyra’s jaw tightened. Her balled fists trembled from anger; her arms shook ever so slightly.
“They’re forcing my hand.”
Tess let out a coldugh. Her sharp eyes grew even frostier.
Prune stood by the door, shoulders scrunched, staring at the three of them with anxious, helpless eyes. She was waiting for them toe up with a solution.
Ring! Ring!
A sudden phone call shattered the tense silence.
They all looked toward the sound. Prune awkwardly pped a hand over her phone and switched it to silent mode. “It’s the receptionist.”
The three exchanged nces. Tess nodded for her to answer, and Prune lowered her voice.
“Hello? What’s wrong, Lexi?”
“Ms. Newton, things are out of control! Everyone who is able to leave the building has already done so. Most of the security guards bailed too. The few left can’t hold them back!”
Lexi’s voice shook with panic. Behind her, they could hear shouting and heavy footsteps. Tess’s eyes narrowed. She strode to the window and yanked the curtains open again.
Just as expected, the reporters who were crowded outside had forced their way into the building. Only a few reporters, unable to squeeze in, remained stuck at the door, pushing and craning their necks.
Lexi Obrien’s voice rose in pitch, almost shrill now. “Ms. Newton! We can’t stop them! Those people are heading for the top floor!”
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<strong>Sara Lili</strong> is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.