Shattered Rose He Held On Tight novel Chapter 259

Chapter 259 Whitney’s Worst Fear

But Clarence quickly realized which sister Zane meant.

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It had been a long time since Zane ever treated Claudia as his sister. These days, he always addressed her as “that girl” or “she.”

Clarence paused for a moment, then said quietly, “Yeah… soon.”

Zane opened his mouth like he wanted to say more, but nothing came out. He just muttered, “Oh,” and went back to poking the food on his plate.

Lottie had been cleaning the house lately. She’d even tidied up Lydia’s room but hadn’t done anything extra.

Wilson sat with a calm, almost blank look on his face.

All of Lydia’s assets had been taken away and donated as charity. Now, she had nothing— nothing but her family.

You get attached even to a dog–so how could she not care about someone she had poured her heart into?

Even though the Lancasters were disappointed in her, they all agreed–they’d still take care of her.

It just wouldn’t be like before, when she could ask for anything and get it.

Wilson had another thought gnawing at him: Lydia’s engagement to Jasper had never been officially broken.

If those two ended up together, the Lancasters could finally shake off this mess–without any guilt.

Even with Preston around to stir trouble, Claudia’s trip to Marvonia had gone perfectly.

Thanks to Andrea and her professional team setting everything up, Claudia’s part wasn’t too heavy.

Most of her work was just handling Tilda’s segment.

The two of them were perfectly in sync–every plan, every performance, everything clicked.

After Sterling left, she threw herself into work, and her efficiency skyrocketed.

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By the time she finished, the whole troupe was loath to see her go

Andrea even turned to Florence and said, “Seriously… can’t we just start a new show right now?”

Whitney came home from overtime, munching on the late–night takeout Claudia had packed from the farewell dinner the team had thrown for her. She couldn’t help feeling a little reluctant

“Babe, can’t you stay out a little later?”

Those days of getting off work and grabbing dinner or hanging out together, the nights with thoughtful late–night snacks after overtime, the nights spent venting about the weird stuff before bed When would they ever come back?

She poked at a piece of cake, pouting, “Your golden boy, the big–shot heir of Romero Corp, captain of the whole empire–how come he’s so free?”

One video a day, three calls, and new ways to nudge her every other day, as if Claudia might forget all about him while in Marvonia,

Whitney had to admit, she’d had her eyes opened lately,

From now on, anyone who said the Romero heir was cold and distant–she’d smack them.

Sure, he had status–heir, head of the Romero empire, all that. But cold? Not a trace.

Sometimes, during their clingy, silly phone calls, she felt embarrassed just listening.

Tch.

“Fine.” She shook her head, “You should go. If you don’t, I’m scared he’ll show up here next.”

That night with Preston… God only knew how terrifying it had been for her to see a disheveled Sterling outside her door at midnight.

Luckily, after he left, Claudia’s mood had genuinely improved.

Still, she didn’t want to meet him in the middle of the night again.

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