NovelEnglishThe night in France looked a lot like Venturia. The city lights shone like diamonds.
Zach gazed at the view from the eighty-eighth floor, his eyes all icy. He had a cigarette hanging from his lips, and he had to block the wind with his hand to light it.
A puff of smoke drifted away from Zach, and Cecilia Samford moved closer, sounding kinda irritated as she asked, "Zach, I've given in to you twice already. What more do you want? You know you can't be with Madelyn." Cecilia, just like Madelyn, had been reborn. She had thought that by getting involved early, she could get a bigger share of Jardin Corporation after helping Zach start it up, so she could control him. But now, everything seemed to be going all wrong.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtCecilia realized that Zach's connection with Madelyn was tangled and tricky. Even though Cecilia and Zach had been tight in a previous life, now she sensed she was just a piece in his quest for power.
Zach glanced at Cecilia. He noticed that she bore a strong resemblance to Jadie, but Jadie didn't have that authoritative presence.
He couldn't ignore the fact that Cecilia was just as sharp in business as he was. She always seemed to understand his desires. If there were no other options, she would be a solid choice for him.
However, Zach wasn't fond of being controlled, and he didn't appreciate it when someone pushed him. "Right now, it's all about business. Why do you think you have the right to talk about my personal stuff?" "As your future wife, don't | have that right?" Cecilia replied firmly. Indeed, they were acting like a married couple in the midst of an argument.
A wisp of smoke veiled Zach's dim eyes. He flicked his cigarette, letting the ashes drop into the ashtray. "Are you really that sure I'm going to marry you?" "Are you planning to burn bridges? Zach Jardin, remember who's been helping you get where you are now. And don't forget the conditions you agreed to before.” Zach tilted his head, sending her a clear signal of warning.
Three years ago, when Cecilia was reborn, she had spilled all the details about their past life to Zach at the hospital.
"I know you won't believe me right now. But trust me, once I finish college, I'll be there to help you rise to the top. I'll be your right- hand person, a real force to reckon with." Zach found it amusing and replied, "Just take care of yourself." Cecilia stopped him, saying, "You might not believe me now, but if | keep my promise, marry me! That's my only condition.” Zach didn't say much in response. Even if he did, it wasn't easy for him to trust someone he found a bit strange.
His eyes held darkness and uncertainty as he looked at Cecilia. He had only helped her because her eyes reminded him of Madelyn's, the innocent and naive girl who had vanished back then.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter some digging, Zach learned that Cecilia's family was going through financial troubles, and her mother was disabled.
Ultimately, he chose to cover Cecilia's tuition fees. It wasn't solely because he had the money to do so; there was a crucial reason behind it: Cecilia was exceptionally sharp. He viewed the money he invested in her education as a valuable opportunity.
And it yielded results beyond his expectations.
Zach asked, "You seriously believe that | couldn't have gotten to where | am today without you? "Let's, for a moment, suppose that all this talk about past lives is true.
"If that's the case, my old me in past life already had everything I've got now. It implies it was destined to occur. It's just a matter of sooner or later, and you've merely helped speed things up.” He flicked away the cigarette butt and continued, "Considering your family's financial situation, with a monthly paycheck of just a grand or two, can you handle your mom's medical bills, not to mention the yearly tuition at Ventropolis University? And don't forget about the rent in Ventropolis!"
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