CHAPTER 447


    <b>Chapter </b>447


    His shock was palpable, yet no matter what was said, there was no response.


    Three dayster, Orion still hadn’te to thepany, and Cedric started to worry. Unable to hold back himself any longer he went to Xanthea Haven Estate to find him.


    Pushing open the door, the dimly lit room was filled with a pungent smell of alcohol. Broken bottles and cans scattered all over the floor, nearly burying the deste man in theer.


    Onon had lost all his usual rity and elegance, now lying in theer in utter despair. He seemed like apletely different person; his vacant eyes couldn’t ever see Cedric. He kept mechanically murmuring a name, “Xannie, Xannie, Xannie.”


    Cedric’s heart broke seeing him like this.


    Servant: “Cedric, please talk to the young master. He hasn’t eaten anything for three days and has been drinking continuously. If this continues, even the strongest constitution will be ruined.”


    Cedric wanted to persuade him, but he knew it was futile unless Ms. Nightshade herself.Content ? N?velDrama.Org 2024.


    But at theing–of–age ceremony, Ms. Nightshade seemed not to recognize the boss. How could she possibly believe that a stranger harbored such deep feelings for her?


    Regardless, he decided to give it a try and went to find Xanthea, doing his utmost to get her toe and persuade the boss. Unexpectedly, his didn’t see Ms. Nightshade but discovered that her fiancé, Matthew in a ndestine embrace with her stepsister, Miranda


    It was a stroke of luck!


    He was overjoyed and recorded the video, bringing it to Orion.


    “Boss, Matthew has betrayed Ms. Nightshade, and with her closest kin no less!”


    “If Ms. Nightshade finds out, she’s bound to break up with him!”


    “And if she does, you’ll have your chance!”


    Was that so?


    Would she not hate him anymore if she breaks up with him?


    Seizing thisst straw, Onion drove to Crestwood Hall Academy, only to witness an unexpected scene.


    “Copycat?”


    Xanthea scrutinized Isabe Taylor, who stood before her, bundled up and a stranger to her after so long. Her eyebrows furrowed slightly in confusion.


    “What are you doing here? Haven’t you had enough of imitating me for over five years? You want to continue? Too bad you didn’t make it into Crestwood Hall Academy, did you?”


    Isabe clenched her teeth in anger at being called a “copycat,” then gradually rxed.


    <b>She </b>wasn’t here to argue with her. Considering she was pitiful, being betrayed by both her boyfriend and her stepsister, she decided not to hold a grudge.


    “Xanthea, I came here today because I have something very important to tell you. You’ll thank me after hearing it.”


    “Thank me?” She smirked. “What is it?<b>”</b>


    “I heard you’re getting engaged to Matthew?”


    “You’re always so well–informed about me.”


    “I’m not here to <b>argue</b>. I just want to tell <b>you </b><b>that </b>Matthew,”


    Isabe paused, considering their ten–year rtionship with Matthew <b>and </b>Xanthea’s deep trust in Miranda as a real sister. If she were to


    find out the truth suddenly, she might not be able to handle it. So, she decided to probe a bit first.


    “Xanthea<b>, </b>have you ever thought about what you’d do if Matthew cheated on you? And with someone closest to <b>you</b>?


    “What?” Xanthea frowned. “Matt cheating on me? And with someone closest to me?”


    “Yes<b>, </b>what if that person was Miranda?”