‘Ravenshore’s a big place. It’s not unusual for people to look alike
Tessa dodged the subject entirely, refusing to let the conversation rift any closer to the truth.
She knew full well what her family’s position in Ravenshore was.
If word got out, what would happen to her social circle—the girls she used to mingle with?
It would be the ultimate humiliation.
Besides, now that people knew she was back, her mother would surely take care of the announcernents.
There was no need for her to worry about that.
And if push really came to shove, she still had her trump card.
She’d promised herself not to use it unless absolutely necessary.
But plans never keep up with change.
Sometimes, one had to learn to adapt.
With that thought, Tessa covered her face even faster.
She didn’t want anyone to see her clearly.
After all, she was back in her own city now- if she messed up here it would be the most shameful thing imaginable.
As the saying went, this would be disgrace right at her own doorstep.
She couldn’t allow herself to be part of such a farce.
She didn’t have the pride left to sustain it.
Meanwhile, Julian stood off to the side, still in his dazed and erratic state.
Tessa didn’t look at him, but she could still sense how different he was from before.
Back then, he had been full of confidence and arrogance.
Now, though he wasn’t exactly filthy or unkempt, there was a disheveled quality about him that hadn’t been there before.
He no longer looked like someone from a wealthy family.
In just a month, more than half of which had been spent in a police station, constantly on edge, he had fallen far.
In an environment like this, how could he possibly be doing well?
There was no doubt he’d been bullied, targeted, maybe even tortured.
Tessa could feel it–the sharp edges in him had been worn down completely.
But of course, she couldn’t say any of that out loud.
After all, Julian still carried the title of her fiancé.
Once her mother arrived, she’d make sure that engagement was canceled.
It was simply too humiliating.
And besides, the man had no value left to offer.
What Tessa had always pursued was power and influence–her goals had never wavered.
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Chapter 933
And as she climbed, if certain people became useless, why should be hold on to them?
Naturally, she would stay on the path she had always chosen.
Hidden beneath his messy hair, Julian’s eyes flickered.
He saw it all.
+15 BONUS
Tessa was the type to kick someone when they were down, to burhe bridge after crossing it–worse now than ever before.
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