Comeback Of The Adored Heiress
Chapter 565

“Let her be.

When she’s out of money, she’ll come to appreciate what she has given up,” Esteban said coldly.

“Exactly,” Mara agreed.

Susan arrived at a hotel to meet her prospective husband, a young man from a wealthy family.

They were both outcasts, brought together by forces beyond their control.

At least he wasn’t an old, unattractive man.

Throughout most of the meeting, Susan sipped her coffee in silence, hardly talking.

Suddenly, a familiar voice from behind made her heart race.

Susan spun around but saw no one.

Was she losing her mind, imagining that Dane might appear?

That was impossible!

He was in Gemond.

Susan let out a bitter laugh, feeling as if a cold wind had sliced through her heart, leaving her in torment.

“Excuse me, I need to use the washroom,” Susan said, rising to escape the stifling atmosphere.

In the washroom, she splashed water on her face, trying to regain her composure.

Her heart ached with such intensity that it felt numb.

She reminded herself that her relationship with Dane was over—though, in reality, they had never truly begun dating.

“Did you really think you could run away from me?”

A familiar, icy voice pierced her thoughts.

Susan turned in shock to replace Dane standing there, his usually composed face now showing intense emotion.

For a moment, Susan was too shocked to speak.

Then she managed to ask, “What are you doing here?”

“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.

Susan, feeling cornered, curled in on herself and whispered defensively, “I didn’t lie to you.

You never asked.

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