Chapter 1230
The Rewritten Love: A Second Beginning
Grace quietly left the room with the maid after making sure Blake was soundly asleep. Grace answered the call with a cool tone as she descended the stairs, âMs. Samford?â
âMrs. Harper,â came Ceciliaâs response.
With a stern expression, Grace replied, âMs. Samford, Iâve made it clear before; if Blake chooses to acknowledge you, we wonât interfere.
But any further attempts to manipulate our family will not be tolerated. Do not call again, or we will consider it harassment.â
With a decisive click, Grace ended the call.
In her office, Cecilia stared at her phone, her eyes seething with anger. She realized that as long as the Harper family was in Ventropolis, Blake would never accept her. She was determined to remove the Harpers from the city.
âIâve worked tirelessly to provide Blake a better life,â Cecilia thought.
Whether she likes it or not, Iâm determined to see her as Mrs. Xander.
Madelyn, your life was spared because of her. Stay hidden, or elseâ¦â
Cecilia then sent a message to Liam. Meanwhile, he was driving back to his apartment when he checked his vibrating phone. Seeing the message, his face grew tense. Upon entering his apartment, he was greeted by an unexpected sight. Ixia, cheerful in an apron, exclaimed, â
Liam, youâre back!â
Liamâs frown deepened. He looked at her and then at the table set with food, âHow did you get in here?
Ixia smiled, âCheer up, Liam. I came to surprise you. Look, I prepared all this food for you. Why donât you try some? Last time at The Deli, you promised to dine with me, so consider this me making up for it.â
Liamâs gaze was icy. He said, âIxia, I am not your brother. This is inappropriate. I have a girlfriend.
Clean this up and leave.â
But Ixia persisted, âIt doesnât bother me, Liam. Weâre not blood- related, after all. And I know your relationship with Blake isnât real. Itâs just for Dad, right? She doesnât deserve you.â
Liam, visibly upset, demanded, âWhat do you want, Ixia?â
Ixia moved closer, âI like you, Liam, Dad said the Secretary-General position is yours when you return.
With our familyâs backing, you wonât just be an editor. Think about it.â
Liamâs patience snapped, âGive me the key, now!â
Ixia avoided his gaze, âWhat key? I donât know what youâre talking about, Liam.â
His voice grew firmer, âHand over the key and leave.â
Ixia defiantly responded, âWhy does Blake have all the privileges? I am your sister, and maybe even more in the future. You canât treat me like this!â