Chapter 290



Clutching the hand of the man next to her, Sarah raised her voice a notch. “Allow me to introduce someone. This is my new boyfriend, Paul Morales, a noble from Ferelden. I believe the Nixon family has connections there too, right, Mr. Nixon? I think you might like to meet him.”

With these words, Sarah shot Kallie a look of sheer triumph.

Kallie stifled a laugh and stepped back to enjoy the show.

Tyrone looked at Sarah, his confusion deepening.

Oblivious to his reaction, Sarah pressed on with her boasting. “Forging ties with Ferelden’s nobility could certainly advance the Nixon family’s interests. Mr. Nixon, there’s no need for embarrassment. Despite my grievances with Kallie over past interferences, I hold her in high regard and wanted to present this opportunity. Relax. I’m just here to lend a hand.”

With a gentle pull on Paul’s hand, Sarah cued him to straighten up.

To everyone’s surprise, Paul stepped forward and executed a respectful bow to Tyrone, uttering a greeting in the native tongue, “Hello, Mr. Nixon.”

At Paul’s greeting, Tyrone finally nodded, his face relaxing.

Nearby, Sarah was taken aback, sensing that something was amiss. Paul’s slightly ingratiating demeanor around Tyrone only intensified her irritation.

Sarah pulled Paul aside and questioned him, “I instructed you to assert dominance, not to be cordial. You are of noble birth. Tyrone’s merely a businessman who has dealings in Avalon. Why extend such courtesies to him? You should be asserting your superiority.”

Much to her astonishment, Paul jerked his hand away angrily. “What are you talking about? You expected me to insult Mr. Nixon? Have you lost your mind, or do you think I have?”

Sarah stared at Paul, her eyes wide with disbelief. “Why are you acting so timidly? You are a noble. Why should you fear him?”

Paul jabbed a finger toward Sarah in fury.

“I once thought you were both charming and intriguing, but now I realize you’re just superficial and foolish. Tyrone wields more influence in Ferelden than I do. My family and I, as nobles, must cooperate with him.

He’s your fellow countryman, making a name for himself in Ferelden. If we alienate him, we risk provoking Avalon. Do you consider me a fool? Are you an idiot or something? You jeopardize your own people’s interests out of sheer self-interest. You’re despicable!”

Paul hurled insults at Sarah, leaving her feeling wronged and frightened.

Although Paul lacked Jake’s charm and power, his status as a Ferelden noble still held its allure.

Sarah realized she had clearly made a grave mistake. “I’m sorry. That’s not what I intended,” she murmured, on the verge of tears.

Sarah couldn’t fathom how her plan to show off in Kallie’s presence had backfired so terribly. She was reluctant to admit her mistake. Kallie was merely fortunate, her identity surely fabricated.

Sarah gripped Paul’s hand, attempting to clarify things, but he brushed her off and left in a huff.

Onlookers witnessed the entire interaction, and a few started to jeer at Sarah.

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