So, her latest patron was Ashlan?
A cold, disdainful curve appeared at the corner of Courtney’s lips.
She remembered very clearly that the eldest son of the Schroeder family, who wielded immense power, already had a marriage arrangement with a daughter from another top family, a match made in heaven.
A marriage of that level would never allow any accidents to happen.
So, if she found out, what kind of drama would unfold?
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Inside the Rolls–Royce, however, the atmosphere was as warm as spring.
Ashlan looked at his sister’s bright and beautiful yet slightly stubborn face, his eyes filled with undisguised pain and guilt.
“Sandy, these past years, you’ve suffered.”
His voice was low, tinged with a hint of hoarseness.
Sandria shook her head. “Gasty, it’s all in the past.”
Those days of being misunderstood, abandoned, and trampled in the mud were all behind her. Ashlan’s gaze was full of doting affection.
“Yes, it’s all over. From now on, you are the true little princess of the Schroeder family.”
The car soon stopped in front of a private restaurant.
This restaurant only served ten tables a day, offering great privacy and a unique taste.
Ashlan led her through a winding, secluded corridor into a private room that had been reserved in advance.
When the door was pushed open, seven or eight exquisite dishes were already laid out on the table.
Throughout the meal, Ashlan was especially attentive, serving Sandria food.
“Everything for the banquet in a few days is ready.”
“At that time, I will formally introduce you to everyone. Sandria, you are my only sister, the pearl cherished in the palm of the Schroeder family,”
He wanted the whole of Glottenham–no, the entire upper class–to know that the little princess of the Schroeder family
had returned.
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“I’ve also prepared several gowns for you, all the latest styles flown in from abroad. After dinner, I’ll take you to try
them on.”
He paused, as if remembering something, then took out a matte black card from the inside pocket of his suit and gen- tly placed it on the table, pushing it toward her.
“Take this card. There’s no limit.”
“The password is still your birthday. Buy whatever you want. A daughter of the Schroeder family should never have to suffer even the slightest grievance over money.”
Looking at the black card symbolizing unlimited credit, Sandria felt a surge of warmth in her heart.
She knew this was not just about money.
It was her brother’s belated compensation, and the heaviest, most sincere love from her family.
But she still reached out and pushed the card back.
“Ash, I really don’t need money.”
She looked up to meet Ashlan’s puzzled gaze, her eyes shining with unprecedented determination.
“You have to believe in your sister. I’m excellent too.”
Before, she had been blinded by a single leaf; from now on, she would reclaim everything that belonged to her.
Ashlan saw the burning fighting spirit in her eyes. He was stunned for a moment, then sighed helplessly yet dotingly.
He took the card back.
His little sister had truly grown up.
And she had suffered.
The meal was warm and harmonious.
When the siblings left the club, night had already fallen and the city lights were just coming on.
Just as Sandria was about to get into the car, a familiar and irritating figure, exuding a nauseating air of elitism, ap- peared before them without warning,
Florentino had just received a call from Courtney, learning that Sandria had actually gotten close to the Schroeder family,
The next second, he saw her coming out of the restaurant with a man.
So, was this man Sandria’s new backer, Ashlan?
Heh. Well played, Sandria!
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This woman would stop at nothing to provoke him, to get back at him!
