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Lambert let out a scornful snort, “Rella, not to burst your bubble, but claiming your love is better than me—that’s just your
opinion!” “No, it’s a very objective fact,” Estelle replied, her voice steady. “Let’s not get into that right now. Have you thought
about what I just—” “There’s nothing to consider!” Estelle cut him off once again, speaking in a cool tone, “Stop kidding yourself!”
With that, Estelle walked past him and headed upstairs. “Rella,” Lambert’s gaze followed her intently, “I can give you everything,
and that’s no empty promise.” Estelle glanced back, “But I already have everything I need!” In acknowledgment of the shrine and
how he had stood up for her today, she wouldn’t belittle his feelings and responded sincerely, “I’m truly sorry, but I can’t return
your affection. I hope you find someone who can genuinely love you back.” Lambert looked up, “I think I already have.” “Take it
as a figment of your imagination,” Estelle said with a slight smile, then turned and left. Lambert
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exhaled, wondering if Estelle was just playing hard to get. Did she really have a boyfriend? If so, why would her boyfriend allow
her to come to Citadel alone? He was determined to make her stay. He was confident that he could make her want to remain by

his side willingly. As soon as she closed her room door, Estelle’s annoyed expression emerged. Jonathan had asked her if
Lambert had a thing for her, hadn’t he? She had vehemently denied it! Did men really have a masochistic streak? She hadn’t
ever treated Lambert kindly! But she decided to let it slide today. She was in too good a mood to bother with him. Estelle grabbed
her clothes and, with a relaxed expression, prepared to take a shower. Over at the villa, Raiden and his team rushed over in a
flurry. Sylvia was arranging flowers in the living room and stood up, startled, “Mr. Raiden, is there something wrong?” Raiden’s
expression was stern, “Where’s Mr. Alvis?” “Looking for me?” came a voice as Jonathan descended the stairs, his tall frame
exuding an intangible authority. “Have you been here the whole time?” Raiden asked. “Why do you ask?” Jonathan queried.
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moment said, “Perhaps my men were mistaken.” (Image) Raiden’s face darkened, “My apologies.” Jonathan’s tone was icy,
“You’ve said that twice now, Mr. Raiden. I don’t expect there to be a third time.”