Suddenly There Are Three (Bailey and Artemis)

Chapter 1045

Chapter 1045 Become Strangers

Get the wrong idea? Get what wrong idea?

Sylvester reached out and gently held her shoulders, his voice warm as he said, “I've always intended

to marry you, so why would they get the wrong idea?”

A storm of shock and amazement swept through Rainie's heart.

H-He's actually considering marrying me?

Happiness arrived so suddenly that it took her by surprise, leaving her grappling to adjust.

Nevertheless, she couldn't get carried away, let alone reveal her true intentions to him.

After all, In his perspective, she had previously played a role in helping him reconcile with Rainie. She

had been exceptionally well-mannered and understanding. She had to sustain this favorable image and

persona. Only by doing so could she elicit his compassion, potentially prompting him to marry her out

of a sense of guilt.

She began, “Sylvester, you can't say that. It could lead to misunderstandings. If Rainie hears this, she

would definitely be heartbroken, she—”

“Don't bring up that woman's name. I don't want to hear it,” Sylvester sharply interrupted her.

Karina fell silent, her eyes welling up with tears as she gazed at him, choking back on tears. “I didn't

mean to mention her in front of you... I simply can't help feeling that it's a shame for things to end

between you two like this. Is there truly no possibility of a reconciliation in your relationship?”

“No,” Sylvester immediately rejected, without a second thought.

Karina inclined her head slightly, concealing an eerie smile on her lips that Sylvester couldn't see.

Sylvester then said, “Don't try to persuade me anymore. I came to Hallsbay this time to put an end to

things with her. Once I've completely severed this relationship, I'll visit the Smith residence to propose

and ask for your hand in marriage. Go get ready. You're accompanying me to the gathering tonight. I

believe my buddies will accept you.”

Karina said softly, “Okay.”

Victoria returned to Saunders Group after two days of wallowing in despondency. As she entered the

CEO's office, she saw Lionel sitting inside.

Over the past two days, nobody had informed her about Lionel's presence at Saunders Group,

purposely keeping her uninformed. Consequently, encountering him took her completely by surprise.

“Why are you here? Who let you in?”

Lionel reached for the fountain pen on the table and proceeded to sign a document.

Victoria, looking down, noticed her name was signed in the allotted space. The handwriting matched

her own, which left her taken aback.

Vanessa said, “Mr. Gezmond has been at Saunders Group for the past two days, helping us handle

crucial matters. With his guidance, the online shopping platform has been successfully established, and

the operations team is currently listing new products. Mr. Gezmond has also reached out to Mr.

Shurmer, who has consented to handle the transportation of our goods. Mr. Saunders, the issues that

had been vexing Saunders Group for almost a month have been completely resolved by Mr.

Gezmond.”

Victoria directed a furious glare at her and retorted, “The concept for the online shopping platform was

Bay's idea, and I invested a substantial sum in recruiting the development team. What does he have to

do with it? Regarding the Shurmer family's logistics, Bay and I were also the ones who negotiated with

Mr. Shurmer. When did it become his accomplishment? Why did you act without permission? Do you

not want this job anymore?”

Vanessa fell silent.

Lionel waved his hand and chuckled. “Looks like your boss harbors quite some resentment toward me.

You'd better leave first to avoid getting in trouble.”

Vanessa playfully stuck out her tongue, paying no heed to Victoria's menacing glare, and left with a

mischievous grin.

“Hold it right there! Who said you could leave—”

Before she could finish her sentence, she was enveloped by a pair of strong arms.

Then, a sensation of dizziness overwhelmed her, and she found herself pressed against the storage

rack.

An overwhelming cascade of kisses rained down.

In a fit of anger, Victoria extended her hand to slap him, but he deftly evaded it.

“Lionel Gezmond, what do you take me for? You were recently entangled with another woman, and

now you return to my side as if nothing happened. Do you think the humiliation that woman caused me

wasn't enough?” she snapped.

“Nothing happened between her and me. We're innocent,” he said.This is property © NôvelDrama.Org.

“Is that so?” Victoria, consumed by anger, lost her composure. She abruptly yanked open a drawer,

retrieved two photos, and flung them onto the table. “You were holding her in your arms, she kissed

you near your ear, and both of you entered the suite together, with the door closing behind you. And

now you come to me claiming that nothing happened between you two? Ha. Lionel, do you really think

I'm a fool? No, wait. Why am I so agitated? You're no longer related to me, so why should I even care

about you? Step aside. I don't want to see you, not now, not ever. If you push me further, I'll show you

what it's like to lose me for good. Don't forget, it was your father who caused my mother's death. My

father separated us, and in your quest for revenge against my father, you brought down Saunders

Group. We are sworn enemies. If we're together, I'm afraid my mother will harbor resentment even in

her grave. I'm afraid she'll never find peace, day or night—”

“That's enough.” Lionel stumbled back a few steps, his face contorted with profound pain as he shut his

eyes. His voice quivered as he uttered, “Don't mention your mother. Don't mention her.”

Every time her mother was brought up, he was inevitably compelled to recollect the longstanding

animosity between their families and the tragic death of her mother years ago.

A profound blood feud existed between them. She claimed not to care, but deep down, she likely still

did.

“I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. The Gezmond family owes the Saunders family. My father was responsible for

your mother's death, and I was responsible for your father's death, plunging the Saunders family into

ruin and desolation. It's my fault, it's all my fault.” As Lionel spoke, he gripped his chest, his handsome

face suddenly paling, exuding a sense of despair and hopelessness.

Victoria felt a twinge of regret. What had come over me just now? Why did I lose control to the extent of

rubbing salt in his wound?

She shouldn't have brought up the grudges between the two families. It was a forbidden topic between

them, each mention reopening a fresh wound.

Why did I blurt that out?

Seeing the man in front of her teetering on the edge of a breakdown, she swiftly said, “I'm sorry. I didn't

mean to. I was too upset a moment ago and spoke without thinking. Please don't take it to heart. The

past generation's conflicts should not be blamed on you.”

Lionel offered a wry smile, his countenance steeped in despair. They had already become strangers to

each other!

He gradually straightened up, sporting a bitter smile. “I thought everything would pass, but looks like I

was overly optimistic. Saunders Group is now back on track. You take good care of it. I won't bother

you anymore in the future.”

Having said that, he stiffly made his way toward the door one step at a time.

Victoria's lips twitched, and she longed to say something. However, as she watched his desolate figure

retreating, all the words became lodged in her throat.

What she had just said wounded him deeply. What good would it do to call him back since she couldn't

reciprocate his feelings or promise him anything?

Once they had missed their chance, it was gone for good. To continue yearning for it would be foolish.

Everything that happened in the CEO's office of Saunders Group quickly reached Lynda's ears.

She had plans to deal with Victoria, which is why she had a spy embedded within Saunders Group.

This undercover agent was positioned directly inside the CEO's office as a secretary.

“Tsk, tsk, tsk, who would've guessed that my little scheme would provoke such a reaction? Go ahead

and fight all you want. It's only when they reach a standoff that I'll have the opportunity to get what I

want, isn't that right?” Lynda muttered to herself.

In the penthouse suite of Shore Club at night, Dwayne was keeping Justin company as he drowned his

sorrows in alcohol.

The rest hadn't arrived yet.

Dwayne found himself at a loss for words. “At least the woman you love gave birth to your son. Unlike

me, I can't even win the woman I love. What on earth are you still dissatisfied with?”