Chapter 1226

The light in Blake’s eyes seemed to fade as she struggled to find her voice, “Was this your plan or Liam’s?”

Cecilia responded with a soft laugh, shaking her head, “You’d break Liam’s heart if he heard you now. You always say he’s different from me, but think about it, what’s your opinion of him now? Remember what I told you? Liam returned to his family for your sake!” Cecilia’s voice was emphatic, “He’s always acted with your best interests in mind. Why don’t you check your phone? See how many messages he’s sent you?”

Since disembarking from the private jet, Blake had kept her phone silenced. Apart from messages from Kevin, she had yet to check any others.

Cecilia left the room, advising, “Freshen up and join me for dinner.

We’re heading back to Ventropolis tonight.”

Blake was about to check her phone when she realized it was out of battery. After charging it, she saw that Cecilia was right. Liam had sent her a barrage of messages, nearly forty or fifty, all expressing his concern for her. His constant attention only added to her sense of obligation toward him.

Later, Blake and Cecilia, after having a late lunch at 3 p.m. and gathering their belongings, reboarded the private jet, the bodyguards handling their luggage. As the jet ascended, Blake looked out the window. Cecilia, sitting beside her with eyes closed, commented, ” Don’t bother looking. Kevin won’t leave with you. He’s a product of his environment. No amount of gazing will change his nature.”

“And what about you?” Blake retorted. “You’re no saint. Remember, you’ve been in equally harsh places.”

Cecilia spoke nonchalantly, “Life has its classes. If not for Zach, Kevin might still be here, scraping by. Did you know his father was a drug dealer and his mother a hostess? He probably doesn’t even know his real father.”

As Cecilia divulged, Blake’s empathy for Kevin deepened. She thought, ‘So this is his past. The words he couldn’t bring himself to say to me.

No wonder he never spoke of his family. But he should know that I’ve never cared about that.’

In a fit of frustration, Blake threw a pillow at Cecilia, “His parents are none of your concern. Worry about yourself instead.”

“What did you just say?” Cecilia’s eyes flashed with anger. “Do you think you can say anything just because you’re my sister?”

Blake scoffed, “Your sister? I’ve never acknowledged you as such.

don’t want a sister as shameless as you.”

With a disdainful glance at Cecilia, Blake moved to another seat. The rest of the flight was smooth.

Upon landing, Blake used a private exit to reach the lobby, where she unexpectedly encountered Liam.

His worried expression caught her off guard. Approaching her, Liam asked, “Where have you been?

Why didn’t you tell anyone? Why didn’t you respond to my messages?”

Cecilia, smiling, joined them briefly, “Mr. Xander, I didn’t expect such concern for Blake. I’ll leave you two; there’s work waiting for me at the company.”

Once Cecilia and her bodyguards departed, only Blake and Liam remained. Blake, gazing at Liam, pondered Cecilia’s words, a whirl of emotions evident in her expression.