Chapter 59
They left one after another, leaving the VIP lounge quiet and empty.
Tata stood by the floor–to–ceiling window, holding a freshly bought hot drink. She quietly admired the showy scenery outside.
Looking back on the past month since she transmigrated, she had managed to escape danger time and time again. As long as she endured the next few months, the should be able to break free the story’s plot
Seen enjoyed a few fast run on the slope before scanning the area for Tara; she was nowhere in sight.
Spotting only Snella, he called out to husistant, Joseph Conner, “Where’s Tara? Why don’t see her?”
Joseph glanced around before shaking his head. “No idea, I haven’t seen her.” He then wondered to himself who on earth would keep tabs on a housekeeper’s whereabouts anyway. Soren clicked his tongan and leaped off the slope, coming to a sharp stop right before Skella. His striking presence immediately drew the attention of those nearby.
Sell was neception. Her heart fluttered at the sight of him. Soren on the slopes was irresistibly captivating
While the other three skied with handsome, composed elegance, only Soren eded bold, untamed entry-
She was about to ask if he could teach her told, hoping it might bring them clor, But before she could speak, Soen asked, “Where’s Tara?””
Senexpresan fared slightly “Tara She’s in the lounge”
So glad toward the distant building “Is she alone?”
Nodding slowly Seella said with concern, “the seemed cold, so I told her to wait inside.”
A flicker of surprise cosed Soren’s tace as he locked at her. “Is that so?
Recalling the elevator incident that he had witnessed, Stella’s smile grew uneasy-“I was upset with hour before, but I’ve been trying to make it up to her these past few days. Whether Saten believed her or not was unclear. He simply replied, “Alright”
Turning away, he effortlessly apan and launched himself over another slope Joseph hurried after him with a DSLR camera in hand. His skiing skills had steadily improved just to keep up
with Saren
Behind them, Stella’s grip tightened on her ski poles. The memory of Soren’s relentless mockery and right disdain for Tara was wild. Yet, he was suddenly showing concern for her now What trickipd Tara managed to pud?
her; staying
Tara was settled comfortably in the VIP lounge, her legs crossed demurely as she enjoyed her warm beverage. The idea of being outside in the freezing cold held no appeal for h Indones was predssly where she wanted to be.
Tachadn’t adipated on being the first to walk into the lounge. She recalled someone describing him as a fervent skies, utterly devoted to the sport. So, when his tall, entered the lounge, akis in hand, he caught her completely off guard.
Tata asked, “Mr. Farrell, are you tired from skiing But inwardly, she reasoned that it was unlikely, considering they hadn’t been out on the slopes for very long
He came to a stop in front of her. “Tah, I just came in to rest for a bit.”
imposing figure
ten look the seat text to Tara, and Joseph settled in a chair close by Suren internally groaned an joseph’s presence, considering him an unwelcome intrusion, but he couldn’t very well tell him to move without raldleg suspicion
Just then, Tara cose and retrieved two cups of bat berages the fisering out there. Warm yourselves up with these.”
had purchased earlier. After marking them with their respective names, she offered them to the men, saying gently, “Tr’s
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