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Lucas’ gaze darkened as he watched her retreating figure, a storm brewing behind his composed facade.
A few seconds later, he smoothed his expression into an unreadable mask, got into his car, started the engine,
and drove off into the night.
That evening, Belinda stayed with Holley. While her mother slept soundly, Belinda found it difficult to get
comfortable and only managed to drift off after two in the morning.
The next day, after preparing for work, Belinda left the house, her mind already occupied with the tasks ahead.
Holley, meanwhile, enjoyed a quiet morning. After freshening up, she sat down to a simple yet thoughtful
breakfast Belinda had prepared for her.
Just as she was savoring her meal, her phone rang, the screen lighting up with a call from Baker...
At noon, in a private dining room at a restaurant, Holley stepped inside, only to freeze in her tracks when she
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtsaw the people in the room.
Baker sat at the table with Madonna and her family.
Holley’s expression shifted immediately. Baker had only mentioned having lunch with her—he hadn't said a word
about Madonna and her family being here. If she had known this, she never would have come.
As Holley hesitated in the doorway, unsure whether to leave or stay, Baker gave Madonna a pointed look. “Go
ahead,” he said.
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Madonna's face twisted with displeasure, her reluctance obvious. But with no other choice, she rose from her
chair and approached Holley. Her expression was dark as storm clouds, and as she ccloser, Holley
instinctively stepped back, putting sdistance between them.
“Holley, don’t be afraid,” Baker said quickly.
Stopping a few feet from Holley, Madonna bent stiffly at the waist, her entire demeanor radiating reluctance.
Through clenched teeth, she forced out a begrudging apology. “I'm sorry,” she said, her words clipped and
strained.
Holley’s eyes widened, shock flooding her features. What on earth was going on here?
Madonna was actually apologizing to her now? Was this even real?
Before Holley could process what had just happened, Madonna straightened up abruptly. Fixing Holley with a
sharp glare, Madonna let out a dry, mocking laugh. “Well done, Holley,” she sneered, her tone dripping with
sarcasm. “You've really raised a good daughter.”
It was hard to tell whether her words carried more anger or envy, but the edge in her voice was unmistakable.
Without waiting for a reply, Madonna turned sharply on her heel and returned to her seat immediately.
Hearing this, Holley blinked, her confusion evident in the furrow of her brows and the mix of shock and
puzzlement in her expression.
“Holley, chere and sit down,” Baker said, gesturing toward an empty chair.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmAfter Holley settled into the seat, Baker leaned forward, his voice steady as he explained, “It was Belinda. She
went to Madonna yesterday and asked her to apologize to you.”
At his words, Holley’s face shifted into a look of realization. So that was why Madonna had suddenly changed her
attitude toward her—it was all because of Belinda.
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