Chapter 60
As Seen took the offered drink, his fingertip grazed Tara’s Oblivious to the feeling contact, Tata didn’t react, but Soren’s eyebrow arched subtly as he took a sip
pineph, receiving his own labeled cup, was taken aback by the unexpected thoughtfulness. His earlier prejudice against Tara now seemed trivial, a ws of shame washing over him. He then discreetly captured a photo of Sopen contentedly drinking the hot beverage, a rare departure from his usual preference for cold drinks.
Focused on her tasks, Tara inquired. “Mr.Firell, ould you care for some fruit quick glance at the wall clock reminded her that breakfast had been two hours prior
“Open it and let me see,” Soren replied dismissively, his lack of interest evident. At his response, Tara unzipped the insulated bag, ietrieved a container, and presented the contents.
To emure fairness, the divided the fruit into separate containers for four people, allowing each to enjoy it at their em convenience. She knew that if scene indulged early, those arriving later macht feel dighted—a sentiment heightened by their shared background of entitled comforts.
Sorond the individual containers and looked up “You prepared this?”
Tara nokled “Don’t you like it, Mr. Parrell?
She remembered that Soren particularly liked strawberries, cherries, and sugar apples, so she had chosen them with that fact in mind.
“Irsalright. You’re quite thoughtful,” Soren ald
He picked
dupa lock, speared a piece of sugar apple, and put it in his mouth
Tara pave a polite mile. It seemed she had made the right choice…
Despite being a competent alder, Stella’s thoughts were far from the slopes Gemma’s call from the previous day hung heavy in her mind. Her calculated abandonment of Tara at the airport had come to light, and the news of her impending dismissal upon their return gnawed ather.
That was unacceptable to Stella; she wasn’t prepared to lose her place in their lives
For Stella, this sad trip represented a crucial opportunity for a turnaround. She was confident that sh Salla had been the one who pinely tried them. If someone had to leave, it should have been Tara
she could salvage her situation if she played her card right. Keeping he distance behind Lands and Shawn, she waited, calculating her move. But with Jonah’s skiing prowess at near–professional levels, seizing an opportunity in his presence was vimally impossible.
After a while in the VIP lounge, Soren picked up hus skis and went back to the slopes. Before he did, he inquired If Tara would like to sk. She said no, explaining preferred stalag inside
So didn’t press the issue and left with Joseph
that it was cold and the
Once they were gone, Tarted her attention to the television, where a comedy program wasaling, and continued to sip her warm drink, content to wait for their return
following clou behind. Stella kept within their vicinity, and Lance caught sight of her through his
The advanced slopes saw Lanor and Shawn sking with a comfortable gap, their assistants to poodles. He scanned the area, searching for Tara, but she was nowhere to be seen.
He recalled how everyone had changed into sd gear calls, except Tara, who had remained bundled in her black down coat Bealizing she hadn’t joined them, Lance felt a wave of disinterest in pitting. He leaned into his skis and smoothly accelerated back toward the lounge.
Hlan atalistant, Tiyan Hius, struggled to keep up and pushed himself to lose the gap
At that moment, a sourist skiing arhigh speed used to pass fan but was abruptly shoved from behind. The sudden push propelled the tourist forward uncontrollably, and unable to stop, be collided fopefully into Ryan.
The impact propelled byan, who was pray Lance, forward, colliding heavily with
