Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 253

Chapter 253:

“Who was the man sitting across from you?” Dane struggled to restrain his anger, his voice low and tense.

“Didn’t I tell you I had to go back to my hometown for a blind date?” Susan’s response was barely audible as she averted her gaze.

In a swift motion, Dane seized her wrist, and Susan couldn’t help but step back. “I had no idea that my delicate and pitiful girlfriend is actually a member of the prestigious Riggs family. Susan, why did you lie to me?” A flicker of anger sparked in Dane’s dark eyes as he scrutinized her.

Feeling cornered, Susan curled in on herself and whispered defensively, “I didn’t lie to you. You never asked.”

“So, after toying with my affections, you came back home, planning to marry another man?” Dane’s words came out almost as a hiss, his teeth gritted in barely contained fury. For years, he had been the one others sought to please, and now, he felt fooled for the first time. This realization stoked the fires of his anger.

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Susan’s voice was a mere whisper, her head bowed. “We were never officially together, were we?”

“We weren’t?” Dane’s voice rose in disbelief. “Are you telling me that despite our kisses and the night we shared, we were nothing?”

Susan could only shake her head. “That was an accident.” Indeed, it had been an unexpected twist of fate. That day, a drugged Dane had crossed paths with Susan. When he asked if she was willing to help, she hadn’t known how to respond before he made his move.

In the aftermath, Dane had insisted on taking responsibility. He had been attentive, picking her up from work and whisking her away on holidays—that marked the happiest period of Susan’s life, during which she had secretly fallen in love with him.

“But I told you that I would be responsible for you. Why are you planning to marry another man? Do you believe the Johns family is unworthy of you?” Dane’s piercing gaze bored into Susan as he awaited her response.

Susan bit her lip, a mixture of defiance and resignation coloring her tone. “That’s enough, Dane. I don’t need you to be responsible for me.” She knew he didn’t like her. She had overheard his conversations with others in his office.

A nearly visible crack appeared in Dane’s usually imperious demeanor. After a long, tense moment, he slowly released Susan’s wrist. “So, you are serious? You would rather marry someone you barely know than be with me?”

The pain in Susan’s heart was palpable, as if it were physically tearing her apart, yet she nodded firmly.

“I see,” Dane muttered. After a pause, he added in a murmur, “Susan, remember what you said today.”

Turning on his heel, he strode away. Watching his retreating figure, Susan collapsed to the floor, tears streaming down her face. A sudden wave of nausea overcame her, and she rushed to the sink, her body heaving though nothing came up. It was strange…

After composing herself, she returned to her table. The man seated there looked up with concern. “What’s wrong? Do you feel unwell?”

Looking into the eyes of the man who had the same fate as her, Susan replied, “I’m sorry, I’m fine now.”

“It doesn’t matter. If you feel unwell, let’s leave,” he suggested with the demeanor of a true gentleman.

Susan simply nodded in agreement.

On the way back home, Susan gazed out of the car window, her expression numb. She reflected on her fiancé—certainly not a bad man. What more could she desire?

Suddenly, spotting a familiar face on the street, she panicked and quickly rolled up the window.

On the roadside, Madisyn noticed a Porsche speeding past right after her meeting with a client. The figure inside the car looked strikingly like Susan.

“What are you staring at?”

Andrew’s deep, magnetic voice broke her concentration as he stepped out of his Rolls-Royce and approached her. “I think I saw Susan in that Porsche,” Madisyn responded.

Andrew glanced in the direction of the now-distant car. “Are you sure?”

“It looked like her, but I can’t be certain,” Madisyn admitted, her voice tinged with doubt. In her mind, it was unlikely for Susan to be in such a luxurious car. A suspicion came to Andrew’s mind. “Susan Riggs…”

“What’s wrong?” Madisyn queried, noticing the change in his expression.

“Nothing, it’s just… her surname is ‘Riggs,’ which is quite a coincidence,” Andrew remarked nonchalantly. “There is a prestigious Riggs family in Ansport, right? But that can’t be connected to Susan. If she were from such a wealthy family, how could she have attended high school with me? And we even worked part-time together back then,” Madisyn reasoned.

Andrew remained silent, perhaps thinking he might have been overthinking the situation.

“Let’s go. You mentioned wanting to buy a gift for my grandpa, but honestly, he doesn’t need anything. What he really wants is a granddaughter-in-law.” Andrew’s gaze lingered on Madisyn.

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