The Love I Begged For Was Never Real novel Chapter 241

Julian.

Julian again.

Gideon sat on the dark velvet sofa, the atmosphere in the VIP suite instantly plunging to sub-zero temperatures.

The reason Giselle hadn't texted him all morning was because she was busy being shadowed by a man with obvious, predatory ulterior motives.

Julian had blatantly blown off a board meeting critical to his own empire, choosing instead to waste all his time and energy hovering around Gideon's sister.

The realization made Gideon's breathing heavy. He knew Julian's game all too well. The man had tried to lure Giselle away from him over a decade ago, and now that he was back, he was openly invading her life.

Gideon stood up abruptly, his towering frame exuding a terrifying, oppressive aura.

"Get the car."

His voice was pure ice, stripped of any emotion. "To the club."

The air inside the Maybach was so thick it was suffocating. Sitting in the backseat, Gideon stared blankly at the blurring city streets.

He checked his personal phone again. Dead silent. Giselle hadn't even bothered to send a single text to explain herself.

Meanwhile.

Nora sat at her desk in Lawrence Atelier, staring blankly at the revised pink diamond sketch on her monitor.

Her phone suddenly vibrated. The screen lit up with a brief notification from WeChat.

Sender: Julian Pierce.

The message was just a single line, demanding she come to South Hill Equestrian Club immediately.

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