Chapter 2049


    Linda''s deep blue eyes narrowed as she fixed Lambert with a re that could chill a ss of bourbon. "| heard you brought a


    woman into the castle. We''re about to get engaged, and | must say, the news doesn''t sit well with me!"


    She was aware that he had his dalliances, but that was all out there, beyond the castle walls. Bringing someone home was a


    direct affront to her.


    She adored the castle and had dreams of their wedding taking ce within its storied halls.


    No other woman was to set foot as a resident in this castle before she officially moved in.


    "We haven''t engaged yet," Lambert retorted with a scoff. "You have no right to meddle in my affairs just yet!"


    Jealousy red across Linda''s face. "Do you fancy that woman?"


    Lambert nodded without hesitation. "Yes, | love her dearly."


    Linda''s chest heaved with barely contained fury. "Is she beautiful? | want to meet her!"


    "Don''t you dare disturb her," Lambert replied with a cial tone. "! will speak with my father about calling off the engagement.


    Who | have by my side is none of your business. You may leave now."


    Linda gaped at him, incredulity and scorn mingling in her voice. "| heard she''s from C Country. You''re going to marry her? Would


    your father even approve?"


    "It''s me who''s marrying her, not my father. Why would | need his approval?” Lambert''s gaze was icy as he looked at Linda. "You


    can leave now."


    With that, Lambert turned his back and walked away, his indifference clear as day.


    Out of humiliation and anger, Linda''s delicate features flushed a deep shade of red. She was the prized daughter of the Holder


    family, unustomed to such slights.


    She turned to a servant nearby. "Where is that woman?"


    The servant replied, "Heard she''s injured and staying on the castle''s third floor."


    "| want to see her. I''ll personally drive her out!" Linda dered, angercing her words.


    The servant advised, "Miss Linda, perhaps you should take a step back to move forward. Provoking Mr. Brennan won''t do you


    any favors in joining the Brennan family."


    Linda frowned, puzzled. "Take a step back to move forward? What''s that?"


    The servant thought for a moment. "If you want to drive her away, pretend to befriend her first. Then, find a way to make her


    leave."


    Linda''s frown deepened; the concept was foreign to her. If she pretended to like this woman, how on earth would she manage to


    get rid of her?


    The servant suggested, "Why not host a dinner party tonight? Invite her. Make her feel so out of ce that she''ll want to leave


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    Linda''s face lit up. "That''s an excellent idea! | brought plenty of gowns with me. Tell the butler | want a banquet prepared for


    tonight."


    The servant watched Linda''s eagerness, sensing that she might have forgotten the true purpose behind the banquet.


    “Of course, Miss Linda," the servant replied with due respect.


    As Linda excitedly tried on her


    gowns, she suddenly remember


    something an insiquetts neon


    seyvaat! OGh''t tell that woman about


    the banquet. Let her be unprepared


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    The servant maintained a polite smile. "As you wish."


    Estelle had slept the afternoon away and was gently roused by Jonathan as evening approached.


    Jonathan sat at the edge of the bed,


    leaning down to nta\soft ss bh!


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    Estelle''s eyes were groggy, but her expression was peaceful. "No, didn''t dream a thing.”


    Jonathan''s eyes softened as he tenderly kissed her chin. "Not even a dream about me?"


    Estelle smiled, her eyes half-closed. "With you being so fierce? That would have been a nightmare."


    Jonathan''s brow furrowed, and he kissed her, this time with a hint of yful aggression.


    After a moment, Estelle, panting slightly, looked toward the window. "Is it getting dark already?"


    Jonathan''s forehead pressed against


    hers. "The castle''s butler ca 8


    earlier wi han yntvation For you. It


    skaine Ambert''s fiancée is hosting a


    dinner party and wants you to


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