NovelOnline"What?" Xander turned and looked at Grace. With a serious expression, he analyzed the situation for her. "Do you know why Lydia never told Caleb how she feels, even though she's liked him for so many years?" Stumped and surprised, Grace shook her head.
She had always wondered about it. As far as she knew, Lydia was someone with clear goals and direction.
Once Lydia set her mind on something, she would go all out to achieve it.
Follow on NovᴇlEnglish.nᴇtShe had pursued jewelry design earnestly because she had liked it so much and had eventually beca renowned jewelry designer. She had even founded her own brand.
Lydia was undoubtedly outstanding and strong-willed. Once her mind was fixed on a goal, she persisted until she got to the very end of it.
Her feelings for Caleb were no exception. She had persisted for many years without wavering.
However, Grace found it difficult to understand the matters of the heart unless they concerned her.
"Then, what could be the reason? Xander, do you know?" Xander took her hand and walked out together. He slowly explained, "Everyone who knows Lydia would consider her independent, capable, and talented.
"But in reality, Lydia is sensitive and thoughtful. She might not be as strong and confident as we perceive her to be." Grace realized that she had failed to understand Lydia's thoughts. She felt as if she had failed as a friend.
"How did you figure it out? Lydia has never mentioned this to us." Sensing her disappointment, Xander didn't pursue further and comforted her, "Let them handle their relationship on their own.
Besides, we have more important things to do." The two of them exchanged a glance. Grace understood what he meant, and her expression turned stern. "It's tto confront that scumbag.” Xander drove toward the outskirts with Grace. Eventually, they arrived at an abandoned warehouse owned by Futurelink Corporation.
Follow on Novᴇl-Onlinᴇ.cᴏmThe warehouse was tucked away in an extremely secluded location. There were rarely any people around, so it was exceptionally quiet.
Only faint footsteps could be heard.
It wasn't until the car stopped at the entrance that a burly bodyguard in a black suit cout and stood on guard. Upon seeing the two, the bodyguard greeted them politely, "Mr. Fulton, Ms. Lewis." Xander walked slowly toward the building, exuding a sense of hostility. Upon entering, he asked, "Where is he?" "Mr. Fulton, he's inside." Xander and Grace walked in together. After walking several dozen steps, they heard Troy's furious voice.
"You bastards, letgo, or | swear I'll blast this damn place when | get out.
"I've been around the streets, and everyone in Pamore knows me. You've messed with the wrong guy this time. I'll make sure you pay it tenfold when I'm out.
"Can't you hear me? Letgo now!" Regardless of Troy's shouts and cries, no one paid him any attention. Even as he strained his voice, it was all in vain.
Xander turned to Grace and said, "I've investigated what happened. Troy kidnapped Lydia and demanded 50 million dollars because of the jewelry incident." "Jewelry?" "The necklace Lydia had designed had been broken by an artist under your company, so she had to pay 30 million dollars as compensation.”
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