Love Burned, She Rose Unscathed

Corley kept his composure, his gaze fixed. "Did I not ask you? Weren't you the one who told me to go after it? What's got you so uptight now?"

Murray's mind raced back to their group chat from not so long ago, his face turning as white as a sheet.

Roseanne was trembling all over, nearly collapsing.

Owen caught her quickly, steadying her. "Let's get you out of here."

Corley narrowed his eyes, blocking Owen's path. "And where do you plan to take her? Don't forget this isn't some high school prom where you can come and go as pleased." Sensing the gravity of the situation, Murray glared over with a look as ferocious as a wolf's, a storm of rage brewing in his eyes.

Owen lifted his gaze, his usually harmless and gentle eyes turning sharp and dangerous. "Mr. Reynolds from NexTech Innovations initiated the academic conference at the Starlight Tower Hotel. The meeting's about to wrap up, and he was there today. A quick call, and he should be here in two minutes. If you don't want the mess you've made today to reach the ears of the Sullivan and Sherwood elders, you'd best learn when to stop."

In Lumina, the Reynolds family's power and status were unmatched by either the Sullivan or Sherwood families. Plus, Owen went straight for the jugular, invoking the family elders.

Corley hesitated for a second.

Murray couldn't help but frown.

Owen added, "And if I'm not mistaken, the Reynolds and Sherwood families have a partnership. If this scandal sours relations, it's not something you can handle all by yourself." His tone was measured, but Corley and Murray felt the warning in his words.

Owen didn't care for their reactions and calmly stated, "Move."

With a darkened face, Murray remained silent, and with a slight squint in his eyes, Corley had no choice but to step aside, letting Owen lead Roseanne away.

"Damn it!" Kicking a stone in frustration, Murray felt his chest was about to burst!

Having witnessed the entire scene, Cliff and York exchanged glances, not daring to say anything.

Corley picked up his jacket and turned to leave. Murray watched his departing figure, his gaze dark and ominous.

Millie stepped forward, gingerly speaking, "Murray..."

Murray roared, "Get lost!"

...

On the way back, it began to rain. Raindrops pelted the car window, sliding down, trailing wet paths. The howling wind never ceased.

Roseanne stared out the window, feeling a hole had been punched through her heart, her body shaking violently.

Suddenly, a warm jacket gently

covered her, the unique woody scent of Owen enveloping her. Her pent-up emotions suddenly broke through, tears streaming down her face. en.swhovels.net

Hearing her soft sobs, Owen felt a heavy weight in his heart. He asked the driver to pull over and raise the partition, giving her some space to let it all out.

After a while, Roseanne calmed down, remembering the events that had transpired, her fingers

sw novels

tightening, "About earlier, I'm sorry. 1.

Owen spoke earnestly, "You shouldn't take those harsh words to heart."

"People's opinions are often one-sided, biased, and sometimes purely vindictive."

"One only knows what kind of person you are by spending time with you. At least in my eyes, you're remarkable."

"So, don't punish yourself for others' mistakes, okay?"

His tone was gentle, his gaze sincere, and because of his words, Roseanne slowly stopped crying. She looked up, their eyes meeting.