Chapter 1211 Back in school, there were tons of girls who had a crush on Zane. He was the whole package: good grades, tall and handsome, smart, ambitious, and, to top it off, he actually had a decent personality. Basically, he was that guy who seemed to have it all together.
Elysia, though, wasn't buying it. She scrunched up her nose and muttered, "Doesn't matter how perfect he looks on paper. He's rotten to the core. The guy's just filthy inside and out." Just then, Keaton and Tarquin walked in. Keaton immediately jumped in with his two cents, "Gotta agree with Elysia on this one. It's what's inside that counts! Look at me- my grades are awful, but at least I'm not a jerk, right Tarquin?" Tarquin just rolled his eyes, didn't bother responding, and instead wandered over to stand closer to his wife. Elysia nodded her approval.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇt"Exactly. Keaton might be a bit of a flirt, but at least he's a good guy. Compared to Zane, he's like, a thousand times better." Winona, grateful for the support, chimed in with a big smile, "If Zane's just a crow pretending to be a peacock, then you, Keaton, are the real deal. Like, the crowned king." Keaton puffed up immediately, grinning, "See? Ms. Newsom knows quality when she sees it!" Elysia turned to Tarquin, "Did Zane and Ridley leave?" "Yeah, they just left." "Bet Zane's losing his mind right now. He didn't get to take Winona home, and now he's got a whole new mess with Sarah. She's his tbomb-looks like it finally blew up. I'm sure he's freaking out." "You're not wrong. He looked like he'd swallowed a lemon on his way out." "Serves him right!" Elysia snorted.
Honestly, the worse Zane felt, the better everyone else's mood seemed to get.
Elysia finished dabbing ointment on Winona's arm and started packing up the first aid kit.
Keaton sidled over, chuckling, "Hey, Elysia, could you doa favor when you have a sec?" She looked at him, a little surprised. "Uh... sure, what is it?" "Well, you and my sister get along, right? Next tyou see her, could you put in a good word for the whole 'no marriage, no kids' thing? Maybe talk to my parents, too, so they'll stop houndingabout settling down." Elysia blinked, caught off guard.
"Wait a sec-last tI saw Jess, she said you were engaged. Your fiancée's nis Beatrix, right?" Keaton pulled a face.
"We're not really engaged. It's just for show, to get our folks off our backs. Beatrix and I are both anti-marriage. The whole thing is just to keep the parents happy." Elysia raised an eyebrow.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏm"Just an act, huh? I dunno, Beatrix doesn't really seem the type..." She hesitated a moment, then said, "I'll talk to Jess next tI see her, but I can't promise anything." Keaton looked hopeful.
"She listens to you. If you tell her, she'll talk to Mom and Dad, and she won't get chewed out for it. If I say anything, I'm dead meat." Elysia just shook her head. She'd heard all about it-how Richard and Mrs. Huber were dying for a daughter-in-law, and how Keaton wanted absolutely nothing to
do with marriage. Rumor had it, the Hubers were so desperate, they even considered exhuming som long-gone ancestor, convinced their family curse was why they had a son who refused to get married. Winona piped up, "Actually, I think I can help with this." Everyone turned to look at her. Keaton's eyes went wide, "Wait, seriously?" "Seriously. You just want your parents off your back about marriage and kids, right?" "Exactly! That's all I want." "No problem. But are you in a rush? If you can wait until I deal with Zane, I'll help you out."
"I mean, it's kinda urgent, but I can wait. As long as it's handled before New Year's. My parents wantand Beatrix to announce the engagement at the end of the year, and I don't want to go through with it." "Plenty of time, then. When Zane's sorted, cfind me. I'll take care of it." Keaton looked like he'd just won the lottery. "Deal!" Inside Number One Mansion, the mood was light and easy.
Meanwhile, somewhere else, Zane was on edge, feeling like he'd just eaten a whole plate of rotten Brussels sprouts-sour, bitter, and absolutely miserable.