Chapter 22
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Any trace of sympathy Rosalie had felt for him vanished, reced entirely by joy.
However, Cicely didn’t like what she heard.
“Tristen, you and Rosalie are already engaged, and marriage is a done deal. What do you mean by
‘consider”?”
Rosalie didn’t dare to speak.
She had forgotten that Cicely had mistaken Edmond for Tristen.
Fearing that Edmond would get angry and change his mind, Rosalie affectionately held Cicely’s hand,
“Mr. Sandler, Ed… Tristen just had a narrow escape. Let him rest for a while. The wedding can wait.”
When she said “Tristen,” Rosalie noticeably paused, her whole body ufortable.
Rosalie dared not make eye contact with Edmond.
“Mr. Sandler, let me take you back to your room first. I have something to discuss privately with
Tristen.”
Having achieved her goal, Rosalie feared Cicely might say something else, so she took the initiative to
escort her out.
Concerned for her “elder son,” Cicely hesitated, “I’m notfortable leaving Tristen here alone. I’ll call
Edmond toe and take care of his brother. After all, he’s always causing trouble at school. He might
as well look after his brother.”
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Saying this, she took out her phone to make a call.
Rosalie’s heart raced as she nced at Edmond, who also frowned.
Edmond’s phone was right next to him. He had kept the same private number for years, and a call
would give them away.
Rosalie also realized this.
Rosalie feared Cicely regaining her memory because she thought this situation was also quite good. If
they were exposed, all their efforts would be in vain.
Rosalie decided to stop Cicely.
Rosalie stepped forward, “Mr. Sandler, you don’t need to call Edmond. He has examsing up. I’ll
take care of Tristen. You can rest easy.”
Cicely was silent for a moment, and upon hearing Rosalie’s words, she relented.
“Then take good care of Tristen. I’ll go back first.”
Only after she left did Rosalie dare to look directly at Edmond.
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Thinking about her recent address to him, Rosalie awkwardly
apologized, “Edmond, I’m sorry for the inconvenience. I had to keep up the lie.”
Edmond’s eyes darkened, about to say that the marriage was just for show when Rosalie’s phone rang.
Rosalie picked up the phone and saw her father Dempsey’s name.
Her father rarely called her.
Rosalie answered, and Dempsey’s icy voice pierced through the sound
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“Rosalie, how could you offend the Friedan family? Didn’t I tell you that we’re currently negotiating a
project with them? You should maintain a good rtionship with them. How could you be so careless?”
usations flooded in, and with Edmond right beside her, Rosalie felt her face burning, both
embarrassed and humiliated.
“Dad, I keep that in mind. I’ve always been on good terms with the Friedan family. I even held my
tongue when Elva insulted mest time. I’ve been careful not to offend anyone rted to the Friedan
family. What happened, Dad? Did something go wrong?”
“Are you sure you haven’t offended anyone from the Friedan family?”
“I’m sure.”
“What about Waldron?”
Rosalie didn’t dare to speak.
The root of the problem was found.
Dempsey snorted, “Go to the Friedan family tomorrow to apologize to Waldron. Keep apologizing until
he forgives you.”
“Why?” Rosalie bit her lower lip, feeling wronged.
She could maintain a good rtionship with anyone in the Friedan family, but Waldron had been her
nemesis since childhood. Apologizing to him would be too humiliating.
“Dad, you know Waldron and I have been at odds since we were kids. Even if I apologize, he won’t
give me the time of day and will mock
me.”
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Rosalie could already imagine how Waldron would ridicule her.
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Dempsey thought of Waldron’s obvious sabotage during the meeting, bing irritable, “This time,
Waldron deliberately sabotaged our cooperation.”
“What?!” Rosalie’s eyes widened, and she suddenly felt a chill.
Rosalie and Waldron had always been at odds, but Waldron had never taken it out on their families.
This was why she dared to confront him.
She hadn’t expected that this time, Waldron would deliberately sabotage the cooperation.
This cooperation was crucial. The yton Group’s ability to expand further after going public depended
on this coboration with the Friedan family.
If it were ruined because of her, not to mention her father being scolded by the board, the entire
company’s operations might be affected.
For this cooperation with the Friedan family, the yton Group had even pushed aside all other
coborations.
If things fell through with the Friedan family…
The more Rosalie thought about it, the more terrifying it seemed.
“Rosalie, don’t disappoint me,” Dempsey said before hanging up.
Rosalie slumped into her chair, her face pale.
“What happened?”
Edmond’s words brought Rosalie back to her senses. She steadied herself, about to share the issue
with Edmond, but ultimately held
back.
She was the nobledy of the yton family. She could not expose her family’s weaknesses in front of
Edmond.
She couldn’t let Edmond think she wasn’t worthy of him.
“It’s nothing, just some work-rted issues from my dad, but it will be resolved soon.”
“It’s just a matter of apologizing to Waldron, right?
If this can let the cooperation continue, I’ll go.
As long as I apologize, Waldron should let it go, shouldn’t he?”
Rosalie thought.
On the other side, after hanging up, Dempsey’s assistant handed over the gathered information.
“It seems Waldron did this deliberately, all to revenge for his rumored girlfriend.”
“Rumored girlfriend?” Dempsey took the paper and saw udia’s information, his face darkening.
“This udia is quite cun ning.”
udia was not only Edmond’s wife but also flirting with Waldron!
Unfortunately, Rosalie had offended her.
Waldron was probably acting out to revenge for her.
He was now curious to meet udia.
Dempsey lit a cigar and took a deep puff.
“Bring udia to me, and remember, no violence.”
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udia had been searching Eleanor’s ce all day and finally found a small box.
She opened it to find a thin gauze handkerchief and two strands of hair wrapped in paper.
Eleanor was meticulous, thinking that perhaps one day udia’s
family woulde looking for her. Eleanor had kept everything, even the hair that had been on udia
at the time.
udia held it up to the light. It was long hair, slightly yellowish
It must have belonged to a woman.
The gauze was thin and small as if randomly taken from somewhere
In the cold winter, with only such a handkerchief forpany, udia would have died long ago if not
for Eleanor.
udia’s eyes were dry, and her heart felt as if it were being squeezed by iron chains.
“The people who abandoned me, did they really want me to die?
Why? Why did they treat me this way?”