My Unchosen Ex Chases Reborn Me (Soren and Fiona) novel Chapter 84

Chapter 84 Frontier Bound

“Once I have settled down,” Zachary promised, “I will bring you and Fiona over.”

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“How is Fiona to follow?” Meryl asked. “Her coming–of–age is mere months away. She must remain in Jexburgh to meet suitors, and she will find none in Junbert.”

Even as she spoke, Meryl recalled that Xavier was posted in the same province, and the thought began to take root. “Look after Mr. Xavier when you arrive,” she urged. “He is one of our own.” Zachary already respected the young officer, yet he let the matter drop.

With her father gone, Fiona buried herself in the Saunders affair. She assembled every implicated name like beads on a string, until Gareth surfaced and her pulse stumbled. Memories from a previous life flared, sharp as lightning.

“Thank heavens you eliminated the Hensleys early,” Alexander once told Soren. “Otherwise, the Zonfrillo Estate would never have escaped this disaster.”

So, this was the purge that wiped out the Hensley family.

Soren’s delay with Matthew, she realized, had been bait meant for Gareth all along.

His timing was surgical, his aims layered; each move toppled more pieces than she could tally. Yet the curtain fell and Soren stayed hidden, lost in tasks she could not fathom.

Early the next morning, Pearl slipped into Bamboo Lodge. “Miss, Mr. Clarke from the Amber Room has delivered a letter.”

Fiona had barely opened her eyes to the gray morning light when she reached for the envelope. She uncorked the vial of Revealing Solution and tipped it over the blank sheet. Ink bloomed like midnight flowers across the fibers.

The handwriting swept in confident arcs–Morgan requested her presence at Pearl Terrace.

“I take it you’re heading back to that place again, miss?” Pearl asked, discomfort pinching her

brows.

Without answering, Fiona slipped behind the screen and re–emerged in masculine attire. Her tall frame carried the tailored coat well; the slight narrowness of her shoulders only lent her the earnest grace of a scholarly youth.

“Come,” she murmured, flicking open an emerald–handled folding fan that caught the light

like river water.

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Returning to Pearl Terrace felt easier the second time. At the door, a hostess spotted her and lit up. “Quick, fetch Sterling–his man is here!”

Sterling appeared almost immediately, footsteps light, smile practiced yet warm.

“Thank you, sir, for paying so I could rest,” Sterling said softly, eyes lowered in grateful courtesy.

Unlike the cold, aloof Sterling she had met before, this one radiated gentleness.So they are not the same man at all.

It was easy to guess the reason. Sterling was popular; Pearl Terrace, ever hungry for profit, had simply produced the character in batches.

A shrewd strategy, Fiona conceded, her respect for the establishment’s business acumen growing despite herself.

Fiona guided Sterling into a private booth where fragrant steam curled from porcelain cups. After a measured sip, Thomas arrived and escorted them up the lacquered stairs to meet Morgan.

“The antidote to White Camellia is ready,” Morgan announced, voice calm as mountain water. “I asked you here today so you could take it.”

On the desk stood a celadon jar, its pale glaze concealing a handful of ivory pills–no doubt the remedy.

“What is your view on Matthew Saunders‘ affair, Dr. Murren?” Fiona asked after a pause, her tone as even as the surface of the tea.

“Greed devours itself,” Morgan replied. “A man who tries to swallow the world deserves the fate he earns.”

The blunt verdict confirmed what Fiona suspected–Morgan owed allegiance to no prince. As Soren had suggested, Morgan walked alone.

“It is your father whom I admire,” he added. “A gentleman judges deeds, not motives. If he governs Junbert well, even though he was forced into it, his merit will be undeniable.”

A daring assessment, yet Morgan possessed the rarity of skill that allowed him to disregard ordinary caution.

“All the same, you should tread carefully, Dr. Murren,” Fiona cautioned, a flicker of concern darkening her eyes.

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“Why so cautious? Every soul born into this world is liable to judgment–even the nobles behind palace walls.”

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