MainNovelChapter 234
Lila squeezed her fingers, then chuckled softly.
"lI understand what you're saying. Although | promised Grandma and Aunt Nicole
to marry Uncle Kieran, | never intended to spend my life with him."
"What do you mean?"
"Don't you get it yet? I'll marry Uncle Kieran, but it's just for show. Once the public attention dies down, we'll
separate. By then, he can be with the woman he really likes."
She sighed. "Ultimately, it's stilldragging him into this."
"Don't say that. Uncle Kieran won't blyou. We're family. Even if he weren't helping, it would be someone else
in the family." Noah paused. "But there's one thing | want to say."
She looked up at him. Her clear eyes were like a crystal spring, making people feel inexplicably calm.
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Noah, with his silver hair, often appeared carefree and rebellious. But when he becserious, he resembled
Kieran more than ever.
"Lila, consider yourself a true member of the Morgan family. No matter what happens, we'll face it together as a
family."
His words fell like a stone into a calm pond, creating ripples that spread through her heart.
She blinked, quickly lowering her gaze to hide the moisture in her eyes.
At Taylor's home, Taylor was about to leave when Camille called out to him.
"Don't go look for Finley to play chess today. Have you seen the news about Lila? Pack up and cwithto
check on her."
Taylor, who was usually seen in a small vest, wore an ordinary shirt today. He looked puzzled.
"What happened to Lila? Didn't she call two days ago saying she would shoot a film and be unable to visit us for
a while? Did something happen on the film set?"
"It shouldn't be," he mumbled. "The Joyce Group is big. They wouldn't invest in something-"
"It's not about the film set. You're really not paying attention. The inteis flooded with rumors saying that Lila
is a third party, ruining other people's relationships." Camille frowned tightly, her usually gentle face now
showing sseriousness.
"This can't be. With Lila's character, she would never do something so immoral."
"You believe that, but speople
are just clueless. Today, she was pushed down sstairs, and somehow, the president of the Morgan family
cout saying she was his fiancée. We need to go
check it out. What if she was
threatened or taken advantage of?"
Taylor nearly dropped his jaw. "Which Morgan family are you talking about? It's not the one I know, is it?"
Camille gave him a side-eye. Taylor clutched his chest. "Let's go. Hurry up."
He was truly worried. Before they could leave, the doorbell rang. The maid had taken the day off, and Taylor was
about to answer the door when he saw the person through the window, freezing in place.
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He frowned and turned to Camille. "It's Dorian. Why does he look so disheveled?"
Outside, Dorian was leaning against the fence, barely holding himself up. He had driven over but got stuck
halfway as if the world was
conspiring against him. He col
get through the road, and in the end, he had to park and run the rest of the way.
Now, he was drenched in sweat, his face flushed from the heat, with large beads
of sweat dripping down his face. He didn't even bother to wipe them away, his anxiety making him ring the
doorbell again.
Upon hearing Taylor's words, Camille cover, looking at the figure desperately peering inside. She frowned
slightly.
Dorian was swaying, almost unable to stand, his whole body leaning against the door.
"Should we let him in?" he asked, his voice tinged with pity. After all, he had known Dorian for years. Despite
being angry with what Dorian had done, he still felt sattachment to him.
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