He Waited She Wilted (Ottilie and Yorath) novel Chapter 121

Marcella smiled graciously. "Your father was Yorath's teacher. I haven't seen him in quite some time; once they arrive, we should all have dinner together."

That evening, news of Nyssa's parents dining with Marcella trended all over social media.

*A-List Actress Nyssa Tarrant Soon to Marry into Billionaire Family.*

*Private Meeting Between the Parents.*

*Nyssa Tarrant Receives the Fordham Family's Official Seal of Approval.*

Ottilie even received a text from Nyssa herself.

[Those headlines are just making things up. I'm still just harboring a one-sided crush on Yorath, so please don't misunderstand, Ms. Sewell.]

Ottilie didn't bother replying.

Soren arrived later that night.

Stepping into the living room, he looked at Ottilie. "Mr. Fordham has slipped back into a coma and is in the ICU. You should go see him, Ms. Sewell."

Fresh out of the shower and dressed in her pajamas, Ottilie sat on the couch, eating the fruit cake Yvonne had prepared for her.

She barely reacted to the news.

"The Fordham family has plenty of people standing guard over him. It wouldn't be appropriate for an outsider like me to show up. Besides, they probably still suspect I had something to do with it; it wouldn't be safe for me to go."

Soren gave a stiff nod and saw himself out.

Yvonne sat nearby, cracking nuts for her. From the moment Soren walked in to the second he left, she hadn't even batted an eye.

If she didn't have a heartbeat and a body temperature, Ottilie would genuinely suspect the woman was an AI.

Finishing her cake, Ottilie popped a nut into her mouth and asked nonchalantly.

"Yvonne, do you think your boss is going to die?"

"No."

"You're that sure?"

"Medicine is highly advanced these days. As long as he didn't die on the spot, the Fordhams could drag him back from the gates of hell itself."

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