Chapter 1628


    Chapter 1628


    As the author penned her whimsical adventure, the sudden urge for a road trip became an irresistible


    call to the open road. She embarked on a solo journey, her car the trusty steed that carried them


    through the arid stretches of deserts and the lush vastness of prairies…


    Just picturing these wondrous scenes filled Skyler with a deep yearning, her eyes tinged with the green


    of envy. Oh, how she wished to embark on such an escapade herself one day.


    But could she wait for that day toe? She couldn’t wait; she had to seize it.


    Skyler put the book down and grabbed her phone to scroll through a job portal.


    In the Capital, there were plenty of music schools in need of instrument tutors, and they paid a decent


    wage. Once the semester started and she moved into the dorm, she’d have the time to tutor on the


    side.


    She had to earn some cash, save it up for the day she could leave the Rivera household and start a


    new life with her little sister.


    After browsing for a while, Skyler applied to a couple of promising job listings. With her applications


    sent, a sense of calm washed over her, and she quickly drifted off to sleep.e2


    While Skyler slept upstairs, downstairs was anything but quiet. The guys were restless, each one more


    riled up than thest.


    One teased, “Zavier, man, you’ve got a knockout fiancée and you’re just leaving her to chill? You’re one


    cold dude.”


    Another chimed in, “Man, we’ve all had our share of fun, and there’s Zavier, still as pure as a


    greenhorn. Got cold feet or something?” Yet another egged him on, “If I were you, Zavier, I’d head


    upstairs right now and, you know, take care of business with that littledy.” Zavier downed his beer in


    one go and, with a swing of his arm, smashed the bottle to the floor, “Get the hell out, all of you!”


    The drunken bunch sobered up instantly. “Dude, what’s your problem? Did we hit a nerve?”


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    Zavier’s cold gaze swept over them as he spat out, “I said get out!”


    The guys, used to joking around, had never seen Zavier this fired up. Scared, they stumbled out,


    leaving as quickly as they could.


    Marissa brewed a strong cup of coffee and offered it to Zavier. “Here, drink up. It’ll sober you. You


    should get some rest.”


    Zavier didn’t take the cup. He leaned back on the couch, eyes closed. “Tomorrow, you rent a ce


    outside for her. I don’t want to see her around here.” “Zavier, do you even hear yourself?” Marissa was


    incredulous. “That girl was handpicked by Hudson himself as your fiancée. You think you can just send


    her away?”


    “So what if he chose her? I won’t marry someone I don’t want to. No one can force me,” Zavier


    dered.


    Marissa knew all too well how stubborn he could be and tried to reason with him, “Even if the Blue


    family isn’t on par with the Riveras, they hold significant sway in the South. If the Rivera family wants to


    expand there, the Blues are the perfect bridge. Hudson’s n to unite you and the Blue girl is his way


    of announcing you as the future head of the Rivera family. A privilege the others would kill for, and


    you’re turning your nose up at it.” “If you don’t find her a ce, she’ll be out on the streets by


    tomorrow,” Zavier grunted, pushing away the offered cup and staggering upstairs. The Rivera family


    intended to leverage his marriage for their business ambitions, but he wouldn’t even give them the


    opportunity. Watching Zavier’s resolute departure, Marissa thought of Skyler’s fragile silhouette from


    earlier that night and shook her head in resignation. The poor had their own set of struggles, just as the


    wealthy grappled with their own. Every household had its own set of challenges to face.