Chapter 124
As dusk settled in, Laura’s mood remained gloomy.
Seeing her distress, Peggy asked, “Miss, are you still worried about Alan’s upcoming visit to Yrando?”
“Yes,” Laura nodded slightly.
“So, are you planning to return earlier then?” Peggy inquired.
As Laura’s secretary, Peggy naturally wanted her to be happy. However, she was on Alan’s side. In her eyes, Alan was infinitely better than Cameron, who seemed ungrateful for Laura’s attention. She believed that comparing Alan to Cameron bordered on insulting Alan.
“We’ll see. I’ll try to delay my return as much as possible,” Laura said.
She wasn’t ready to go back to Leving just yet. This trip might be her last chance to see Cameron before her wedding to Alan in half a month. After that, she might never be able to leave Leving again.
She had insisted on staying in Yrando despite Cameron’s annoyance with her. She wanted to ensure Cameron’s well–being for the remaining time, which would give her some peace of mind.
Moreover, Laura knew she couldn’t let Cameron and Alan meet. She understood both their
personalities, especially Alan’s. So, she feared Alan would be aggressive toward Cameron and that she wouldn’t be able to stop him. She couldn’t let such a confrontation happen.
“Alright, Ms. Jones,” Peggy responded.
She felt uneasy about Laura’s evident sorrow.
“And Peggy, you mustn’t tell Alan about my meeting with Cameron, understood?” Laura cautioned, prioritizing Cameron’s safety despite trusting Peggy’s discretion.
“I understand. I won’t tell Alan,” Peggy assured her, aware of her duty as Laura’s secretary.
“Okay. You can leave now, Peggy. I need some time alone,” Laura said while massaging her temples.
She was visibly tired.
“Rest well, miss. I’ll take my leave now.”
Peggy quietly left the room.
Once alone, Laura stood up and gazed at the bustling city lights from the hotel window. Yet, within her, a profound sense of desolation and silence lingered.
Sometimes, she envied ordinary girls who could freely pursue their love. As the Jones family’s heiress, she didn’t even have the right to love freely.
Meanwhile, after leaving, Peggy decided to head to the convenience store downstairs for a drink as she found the hotel’s beverage selection unpalatable.
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She felt no need for a bodyguard once she reached the hotel’s ground floor, as the convenience store was just a short walk away.
The automatic door swung open as she approached the store, greeting Peggy with a cheerful” Welcome” from the speaker.
She entered and saw a cashier in a black cap engrossed in his phone. He seemed oblivious to her arrival. Peggy was unfazed as she was no stranger to employees slacking off on the job,
The click–clack of her black high heels echoed as she made her way to the drinks section. Her eyes lit up at the sight of her favorite beverages neatly arranged on the shelves.
As she happily picked out her drinks, the cashier, previously absorbed in his phone, suddenly looked up. His gaze fixed on Peggy’s appealing silhouette that was accentuated by her black suit. It outlined her curves exquisitely.
Particularly drawn to her legs that were encased in black stockings and exuding allure, he couldn’t resist licking his lips in lust. A scar marked his left eye beneath his cap, revealing a sinister visage. He stood up and began to approach Peggy with deliberate steps.
