Rebirth Of The Heiress And The Tycoon's Lover (Alina) novel Chapter 60

Chapter 60

ALINA’S POV.

“Yeah, right.” She scoffed, rolling her eyes. “Now spill.”

And I did.

I told her everything that happened, every little detail, and she listened without interrupting, just like the good friend she always was. Her expression shifted with every turn of the story, brows furrowed at times, lips pursed in frustration, and eyes softening with empathy.

We spent the rest of the day talking, her giving me advice and input on how to handle things when I got home. The comfort of her company made the heaviness on my chest feel just a tad bit lighter.

Finally, it was time for me to go.

“Can’t I just stay the night?” I whined, not ready to face Lucian just yet.

“And have your fiancé turn the whole city upside down looking for you? No thanks.” She laughed, nudging me playfully.

“You’re no fun.” I grumbled, rolling my eyes.

“You can sleep over the day you’re not having a misunderstanding with him,” she said, guiding me gently toward the door. “But today, go home and sort it out.”

“Alright, Mommy.” I said sarcastically, making a face.

“And please be careful with Seraphina.” She added, concern flickering in her eyes.

“I will, baby.” I kissed her cheek affectionately, then turned to Knox, who stood slightly behind her.

“Bye, Knox.” I waved with a small smile.

“Bye, Mrs. Blackwood.” He said with mock playfulness, earning a sharp elbow to the ribs from Talia.

“Why do you have to be such a brute?” He grumbled, glaring at her.

“Why do you always have to be such an ass?” She retorted instantly, narrowing her eyes.

Shaking my head at their bickering, classic sibling banter, I smiled faintly and walked toward the elevator, where Jordan was already waiting with a patient, but anxious expression.

Lucian was waiting outside the double doors of the mansion when we got home.

“Oh boy.” Jordan muttered, a trace of fear in his voice.

“Don’t worry, Jordan, I’ll handle this.” I assured him gently.

As soon as we exited the car, Lucian began approaching us, his stride tense and sharp.

“Where the hell did you keep your phone?” His glare was trained on Jordan, anger emitting from every step he took closer.

He reached out to grab him, but I quickly pulled Jordan behind me, standing firm between them.

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“You’re not going to hurt him for following my instruction, Lucian. I won’t let you.” I said in a steady but defiant tone, narrowing my eyes at him.

“Here is your phone, Jordan.” I pulled out the phone from my purse and handed it to him with a soft tone. “You can retire for the night.”

“Thank you, ma’am.” Jordan nodded, his tone grateful but wary.

“I didn’t dismiss you, did I?” Lucian said coldly, his voice like ice, making Jordan freeze in place. “Don’t forget who you work

for.”

“Sorry, boss.” Jordan quickly apologized, lowering his head in respect.

“I took his phone from him, hence why you couldn’t reach him. If you want to be mad at anybody, then be mad at me,” I told Lucian, stepping further in front of Jordan. “What? You’re going to punish him for obeying me?” I scoffed. “You’d rather he disobeyed me?”

Lucian looked conflicted. His jaw tightened, but he didn’t say a word. He knew he had no legitimate reason to punish Jordan, not when he was simply following my orders. He had no choice but to let it go.

I knew I had won.

“You can go, Jordan.” I told the poor guy, who looked like he’d rather be anywhere but here.

He peeked at Lucian, unsure, but Lucian didn’t say a word. His gaze stayed fixed on me.

When Lucian made no move to oppose my order, Jordan took that as his cue.

“Have a good night’s rest, ma’am.” He said before walking off in hasty steps.

As soon as Jordan was gone and I was sure Lucian wouldn’t call him back, I walked past him without a word and entered the house.

He followed.

“I do not appreciate you giving Jordan such orders.” He said behind me, his voice sharp. “Do you know how worried I was when I couldn’t reach you?”

“The same way I did not appreciate what you did this morning,” I retorted, not bothering to look back. “And I’m not a child, Lucian. I can take care of myself. You already have a babysitter following me around daily, so I don’t know what else you want from me.”

I was upset.

“Are you seriously mad at me over what happened this morning?” His tone held disbelief as he followed me up the stairs.

“I’m too tired for this, Lucian.” I said as I entered his room, now also mine, and dropped my bag onto the chair.

“Well, if you’re expecting me to apologize for trying to protect you, then I’m not going to do that.” He said coldly, arms crossed, his eyes hard.

My heart ached.

I loved Lucian, but he needed to understand that he couldn’t keep making decisions that involved me without asking me first.

“Of course you won’t,” I laughed drily, bitterly. “The world would come to an end if the almighty Lucian Blackwood

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