Chapter 215 Was the photo meant to misguide? So it was actually like this. He should have seen it, but when those photos were laid out in front of him, raging jealousy completely burned away his reasoning. Seeing the man walk out of her room, tenderly stroking her hair, he was seized with the desire to tear him apart alive! “Xan.” “I’m so sorry, Xan.” “Orion frowned, holding her tightly with waves of remorse flooded over him, drowning his entire heart. Hearing him call her by “Xan,” Xanthea knew he believed her now. She had intended to let bygones be bygones, but recalling his frightening demeanor just moments ago, she couldn’t help but pout, feigning tears. “I had such a tough day at the drama set, struggling with the emotional scenes, getting scolded by the director, and then listening to lectures all night long. My head’s spinning, my body’s exhausted, and now I have to endure your baseless accusations. Why is this happening to me…. “Xan, I’m sorry, so sorry.” Orion cupped her distressed little face, mechanically repeating his apologies. “I was wrond.” “I must have been crazy to say those things. Can you forgive me? I’ll do whatever you ask. Could you? Xan” His deep, dark eyes shimmered with unmatched regret, as if he’d rip his heart out for her forgiveness. Xanthea lowered her hands, captivated by the earnestness in his gaze, “Really?” “Really.” “Will you ever misunderstand me again?” “Never again. From now on, I’ll only listen to Xan, only believe Xan.” Is he really being so good? A smile broke across Xanthea’s face, “Well, I might just find it within me to forgive you. “Xan.” Orion closed his eyes, hugging her deeply, longing to merge her into his essence. His Xan, how she could be so wonderful. “By the way, where did these photos come from?” “Someone from your crew named April took them. I’ll make her regret it.” His chilling sinister voice made Xanthea’s skin crawl. Chapter 215 If it were anyone else, she might have dismissed it as an empty threat, but having murder, she knew he was capable of making it a reality. witnessed him commit “Don’t do that, she’s playing Vivian in ‘Realm of Illusions, and the shoot isn’t even finished yet. We can’t afford any mishaps.” “Fine, we’ll wait until the shooting wraps up, all according to Xan’s wishes.” “I didn’t ask you to do anything bad! Just follow the legal procedure after a thorough investigation. I’m just puzzled, I have no quarrel with her.” As Xanthea was about to examine the photos again, she noticed she was still in Orion’s tight embrace, close their chests almost blended. “?!?” Why was she still hugging him? She recoiled and tried to push him away, but he was too strong. “What’s wrong?” Orion sensed her movement and looked down with a slight confusion. Taking advantage of his loosened grip, she moved back, keeping a safe distance, “No–nothing, just a bit hot, no, I mean, hungry.” Strange, why was her face so hot, and her tongue tied in knots, utterly uncontrollable? “I’ll whip up some snacks.” “Oh, you don’t have to, I’ve got snacks at home. I’ll just go back.” Before Xanthea could object, he was already setting instructions on the smart screen-“Master instruction received: Child lock enabled.” Her eyes widened as he finished setting it up and headed to the kitchen. “Watch TV for a bit, I’ll be quick.” Wait, what does that mean? … Read More “My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace (Xanthe and Mr. Lockwood ) Chapter 215” »
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My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace Novel
After Xanthea died, she witnessed the cold and ruthless president, Orion Lockwood, had actually killed the couple who harmed her. He knelt before her grave with bloodied hands, kissing her body, saying, “Xan, it’s too cold underground, I’m here to accompany you.”Reborn into her youth, Xanthea tormented the shameless bastard, Matthew and the despicable woman, Miranda, while also curiously investigating Orion, as they were completely unfamiliar before. Unexpectedly, as soon as they became familiar with each other, she was cornered by the man. “Xan, you know full well that I love you deeply, yet you dare to provoke me! In that case, never think of leaving me.”
Chapter 214 As soon as Xanthea opened the door, she was met with the grim face of the man inside. Fearing he might kick her out, she quickly raised the voice recorder in her hand. “He’s just here to coach me on my acting, it’s not what you think–I have proof!“” Proof? Orion’s gaze lingered on the voice recorder in her hand. Without hesitation, Xanthea pressed “play“– “Are you ready? Once you are, we’ll start.” “Sure, go ahead.” “The first point is to use the emotional fluctuations in your lines to act out the character’s feelings Slow, deep tones often move the audience more than quicker, louder ones.” Thank goodness she had not only taken notes, but also recorded everything with the voice recorder. Otherwise, she would never have been able to clear her name! “Did you hear that? He was kindly giving me a tutorial, and you twisted it into something else. That’s just too-” “So, you’re defending him?” “Am 1?” Xanthea puffed out her chest, her tone defiant as she saw no change in the ominous look in Orion’s eyes. “I’m just stating the facts here, you’re the one who’s wronging me!” “Wronging you?” Orion’s lips twisted into a mocking sneer, his gaze dripping with irony. “And what about ‘Ben‘? You do call him quite affectionately.” “What’s wrong with ‘Ben‘? How is that affectionate? Isn’t it normal for colleagues and friends to call each other by their first names? We can’t exactly be calling each other Mr. Jones or Ms. Nightshade while working together every day, can we? If it bothers you that much, I could start calling you Ori, Ori-” Halfway through her sentence, Xanthea stumbled over her words, her face inexplicably heating up. Why was it that saying someone else’s name came so easily, but uttering his felt so awkward, even shameful? Orion caught the fleeting signs of guilt and panic on her face, his grip tightening on the folder in his hand until it buckled, causing dozens of photos to spill out. “What’s the matter? Ms. Nightshade can’t continue her story?” Following the sound, Xanthea’s eyes widened in shock as she saw the photos scattered on the floor, depicting her and Ben in various poses together. She bent down, picking up one of the photos. Even though Benjamin’s image in the photo was punched through with a big hole, it was clear they were hugging! Her eyes widened. Where did these photos come from? When had she ever hugged Benjamin? Not even for a scene–could This have been photoshopped? Chapter 214 Suddenly it clicked. Orion’s accusations stemmed not only from seeing Benjamin leave her apartment, but because of these fabricated photos! “Orion, where did you get these photos?” Xanthea looked up at him, realizing his high and distant gaze was filled with bleak darkness, evidently not wanting to listen to her justifications anymore. “You don’t believe me?” Her brows knitted together in frustration. “There’s nothing beyond professionalism between me and him, and certainly not what you’re imagining. This hugging in the photo–it’s fake!” “They’ve already undergone technical authentication.” “Great, such great ‘authenticated“! So in the end, you just won’t believe me.” Xanthea, biting her lip, grabbed the photo and pushed the door, intending to leave. As he watched her resolute departure, every shred of anger and suspicion in Orion evaporated, replaced by a deep sense of panic. He feared she might cut him off for good this time, that the distance they had managed to close would be reset to square one, that he would become the person she despised the most… He no longer wanted her to explain, nor was he greedy; having her treat him as she did was enough. He couldn’t bear the days without her; it would be the death of him. He reached out to stop her, but in the next moment, Xanthea turned and enveloped him in a tight embrace. The warmth of her soft body and the gentle scent of irises collided with his icy exterior, melting the frost around his heart and clearing the panic from his dark eyes, leaving his mind blissfully blank. As Xanthea hugged him, she tilted her head up slightly, her forehead barely reaching his chin, rubbing gently. “I thought about having it authenticated again, but it seems unnecessary now.” “Orion, did you see?” “I’m 5’7“, you’re about 6’2“, right? Me hugging you like this, I can hardly reach your chin. But in this photo, I’m nearly as tall as Benjamin. You saw him earlier; he’s just a couple of inches shorter than you. Does that seem right to you?” … Read More “My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace (Xanthe and Mr. Lockwood ) Chapter 214” »
Chapter 213 “You scared me to death. Orion, is that you?” “When did you get back? How come I didn’t hear a thing?” Xanthea patted her startled chest, exhaling a relieved breath, “What a coincidence, I finally managed to get a break from the film set, and here you are!” “It’s only ten o’clock, still early. Can I come over to your place for some late–night snacks?” “What are you holding? Do you have work tonight?” It had been days since she last saw him, and upon seeing him, Xanthea chattered joyfully, only to notice after a while that the man in front of her had a dark, ominous look on his face, his presence chilling like eternal ice, sending a shiver down her spine. “Orion, what’s wrong? Did something upset you?” “So everyone can, but not me, is that it?” Orion looked at her; his gaze was piercing and cold, reminiscent of the chilling sharpness when he first saw her body in that old crypt. Xanthea was both puzzled and frightened by his stare, “What do you mean by ‘can‘ or ‘cannot‘? Orion, what are you talking about?” However, he didn’t answer her, brushing past her with a chill that felt like a blade slicing through her cheek. As he was about to enter Room 3001, Xanthea grabbed his arm, “Hey, what do you mean by that?” “Ms. Nightshade, as a fiancée, do you think it’s appropriate to have a secret rendezvous with another man In the middle of the night?” Orion turned around, his dark eyes suddenly bursting with a chilling intensity that seemed to devour her alive. Xanthea was stunned by his shout, with a look of total bewilderment on her face. Why was he calling her Ms. Nightshade again? Wait, the main issue seems to be “secret rendezvous with a man in the middle of the night“? The loud slam of the door startled Xanthea, and. She quickly realized what he meant–could it be Benjamin? Did he think she brought Benjamin to Sunset Hills Estates for a secret rendezvous, and he caught them red–handed? His thoughts are so vilel “Bang, bang, bang!” “Bang, bang, bany!” Xarhea, frustrated, kept banging on the door of 3001, shouting, “Hey, Orion, come out and explain yourself! Who’s having a secret rendezvous in the middle of the night?” Chapter 213 “It was only ten o’clock, how is that considered the middle of the night?” “And, Benjamin was just here to discuss the script with me, and you twisted it into an affair? Don’t you think you’re being a bit paranoid?” Although, the way Benjamin touched her head before leaving was weird. Orion couldn’t have misunderstood just because of that, could he? “Orion, sometimes what you see isn’t always the truth. As a leader of a corporation, don’t you know that?” “Open the door, open the door right now!” Behind the door, a man engulfed in jealousy and despair, his gaze distorted with madness, listened to her urgent cries. His knuckles turned white and creaked ominously on the door handle, yet he didn’t open the .door. His jealousy was driving him insane, fearing that a moment of lost sanity might lead him to irreparably harm her. “Fine, you won’t open the door, huh?” Xanthea looked down, entering a series of numbers, “Luckily, I was prepared–having secretly memorized your password, otherwise I might have been wronged tonight.” “Password is correct-”
tted her startled chest, exhaling a relieved breath, “What a coincidence, I finally managed to get a break from the film set, and here you are!” “It’s only ten o’clock, still early. Can I come over to your place for some late–night snacks?” “What are you holding? Do you have work tonight?” It had been days since she last saw him, and upon seeing him, Xanthea chattered joyfully, only to notice after a while that the man in front of her had a dark, ominous look on his face, his presence chilling like eternal ice, sending a shiver down her spine. “Orion, what’s wrong? Did something upset you?” “So everyone can, but not me, is that it?” Orion looked at her; his gaze was piercing and cold, reminiscent of the chilling sharpness when he first saw her body in that old crypt. Xanthea was both puzzled and frightened by his stare, “What do you mean by ‘can‘ or ‘cannot‘? Orion, what are you talking about?” However, he didn’t answer her, brushing past her with a chill that felt like a blade slicing through her cheek. As he was about to enter Room 3001, Xanthea grabbed his arm, “Hey, what do you mean by that?” “Ms. Nightshade, as a fiancée, do you think it’s appropriate to have a secret rendezvous with another man In the middle of the night?” Orion turned around, his dark eyes suddenly bursting with a chilling intensity that seemed to devour her alive. Xanthea was stunned by his shout, with a look of total bewilderment on her face. Why was he calling her Ms. Nightshade again? Wait, the main issue seems to be “secret rendezvous with a man in the middle of the night“? The loud slam of the door startled Xanthea, and. She quickly realized what he meant–could it be Benjamin? Did he think she brought Benjamin to Sunset Hills Estates for a secret rendezvous, and he caught them red–handed? His thoughts are so vilel “Bang, bang, bang!” “Bang, bang, bany!” Xarhea, frustrated, kept banging on the door of 3001, shouting, “Hey, Orion, come out and explain yourself! Who’s having a secret rendezvous in the middle of the night?” “It was only ten o’clock, how is that considered the middle of the night?” “And, Benjamin was just here to discuss the script with me, and you twisted it into an affair? Don’t you think you’re being a bit paranoid?” Although, the way Benjamin touched her head before leaving was weird. Orion couldn’t have misunderstood just because of that, could he? “Orion, sometimes what you see isn’t always the truth. As a leader of a corporation, don’t you know that?” “Open the door, open the door right now!” … Read More “My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace (Xanthe and Mr. Lockwood ) Chapter 212” »
A cold, deep voice called from inside, “Come in.” Holding a folder, Hans entered the office. “Mr. President, you instructed us to intercept any negative media exposure concerning Miss Xanthea. Today, the company intercepted a set of photos, but I’m not sure if they qualify as negative news?” At the mention of “Xanthea,” the man signing contracts behind the desk suddenly paused. Orion slowly lifted his head, “What?” Hans took out the photos from the folder, placing them neatly before him. In the photos, Xanthea was seen giving Benjamin a gift, the two of them looking at each other and smiling: Benjamin courteously shielding Xanthea from a car door, careful not to let her bump her head; at a cast dinner, Benjamin making his way through the crowd, his gaze towards Xanthea filled with ambiguous affection, and more. Orion picked up the last photo of the two sweetly embracing. His dark eyes brewed a storm, almost piercing a hole through the man’s silhouette in the photo. “Have they been verified?” His voice made the entire office seem encased in ice, chilling Hans to the bone. “Yes, they have been authenticated by our tech department. The photos are unaltered originals, and the whistleblower is April, who plays Vivian in the ‘Realm of Illusions‘ series.” The man’s low chuckle was hoarse and terrifying, his fingers white–knuckled around the photo. That night, at Sunset Hills Estates, apartment 3002 “Rule 47, when looking into each other’s eyes.” “Isn’t this too much?” Xanthea looked at the notebook full of “key points” she had written, tossed the pen away in despair, and slumped over the desk. Acting was indeed harder than scientific research! Why did she ever enter the entertainment industry? Why did she agree to act in a romance drama? She- despised Isabella for this! Seeing her despondently muttering with her face down on the desk, Benjamin couldn’t help but smile, “Rome wasn’t built in a day.” “The acting profession may seem glamorous and receives a lot of attention, but it’s not easy to excel–it requires continuous learning and practice.” But she didn’t need to excel; she just needed to get through this romance nce scene. ea in the car, heading to Sunset Hills Estates. “Click.” April captured the two’s silhouettes, flipping through the photos she had collected over the days. “Realm of Illusions had been submitted for review and would soon be aired. It was time to leak these images before Xanthea became a sensation! At the commercial center of Crestwood CBD, Twin Towers. “President, Hans–the General Manager of Public Relations for Starlight Media, is at the front desk. He says he has something important to report. May I let him come up?” “Yes, yes, I understand!” The receptionist put down the phone and smiled politely at Hans, “You may go up now, our president is in his office.“, “Thank you!”
Chapter 210 Wrapped in a midnight trench coat, Maximus blended into the dim surroundings, a sharp military knife marked with a codename tucked at his waist. He approached Phoenix slowly, taking a moment to admire her stunningly beautiful face, then abruptly tore off the tape on her mouth and gripped her chin tightly. “Phee, we meet again.” “Just get on with it–kill or mutilate. No need for all this nonsense,” “Cut!” In front of the camera, Kevin suddenly yelled “cut,” leaving the actor playing Maximus to turn around in confusion. “What’s wrong, Director? I was just getting into the character. Is there an issue?” “It’s not you, it’s Phoenix,” Kevin looked at Xanthea. “Your expression and tone are too stiff. This is a reunion between Phoenix and Maximus after a long separation. Despite being mortal enemies now, there’s a bond from their years at Ignite Camp. She should be more affected.” “Okay.” Xanthea nodded, adjusted her state, and a few minutes later, Kevin called for action again. “Phee, from the day you stepped into Ignite Camp, I told you, you could only belong to me–Maximus, and me alone. No matter if you run to the ends of the earth or to the deepest depths, I’ll always find you!” Phoenix scoffed, a defiant sparkle in her eyes. “I’ve said it before, I will always be independent and free. I belong to no one.” “So…” “Cut!” Kevin called out again. Xanthea stepped out of character, puzzled. “Director, am I too stiff again?” “This time there was some emotional stir, but it still feels overacted. It appears fake. Once it seems fake,” the audience’s immersion suffers.” “Then shall I adjust again?” “Yes.” Kevin frowned, sensing something off with Xanthea’s performance today but unable to pinpoint exactly what. He continued to observe and after watching a complete take, he finally realized it. ‘Cut!” “Phew, finally done!” The actor playing Maximus sighed in relief, about to celebrate, when he heard Kevin say, “This whole segment is cut!” “Wirat?!” “Phoenix, come here e moment.” Hearing Kevin cali “cut” three times in a row, Benjamin looked worriedly at Xanthea from sidelines. From 1/2 122 Chapter 210 the start, he had noticed her struggle with the emotional scenes, especially those involving romantic elements. Xanthea, removing her props and walked behind the camera, asking in confusion. “What’s wrong. Director?” “Xan, have you never been in love before?” His sudden question baffled Xanthea. “No.” She thought she had once, only to later discover it was all just a meticulously crafted deception. “That explains it!” Kevin nodded. “You hadn’t learned professional acting techniques and rely on natural talent. You’ve been excellent in other parts because you’re knowledgeable and have enough resilience and confidence, which align closely with Phoenix. But when it comes to romantic scenes, your inexperience shows.”
Chapter 209 Later, the junior high section was to host a dance competition. When Isabella heard that one of the judges. was Samuel, she, with no dance background, convinced her mom to hire several dance instructors. For months on end, she trained tirelessly from dusk till dawn, eventually mastering a Swan Dance. On the day of the competition, she took to the stage both nervous and excited, putting her all into the performance, hoping to showcase her best to him and earning applause from the entire audience. After her dance, Isabella bashfully made her way to him, hoping to get his feedback, only for another girl performing the same Swan Dance to suddenly appear on stage. That girl was a hundred times more beautiful than she was, with elegant moves and a charming smile that instantly captivated everyone, including Samuel, prompting him to excitedly applaud. His gaze remained fixed on her throughout the performance, his smiles ceaseless, as if she was the only one in his eyes, a stark contrast to his calm demeanor during her performance. Isabella learned that the girl was Xanthea, a popular student idol, but she had no idea she was also Samuel’s sister. As Xanthea finished her performance, it was clear she would win. Overheard by Isabella, a fellow judge. asked Samuel, “How do you think Xanthea’s dance compared to Isabella’s?” His reply was brief: “Worlds apart. Hearing this, she ran out of the contest crying, her carefully prepared efforts all in vain. She became insanely jealous of Xanthea until one day, seeing them holding hands getting into the same car, did she realize she was actually his sister! Rumors had it that Samuel was overly protective of his sister, ignoring his many admirers. Determined to catch his eye, Isabella decided to emulate Xanthea. She copied everything from her style to her hobbies, enduring whispers and disapproving stares from schoolmates and Xanthea’s scorn for years. But it was all in vain. No matter how closely she imitated, no matter how hard she tried, he never gave her a second look. She failed to capture his attention, and worse, her actions drove Xanthea to skip grades and advance in her studies, and he transferred as well. Later, Isabella gradually came to her senses and returned to being herself, but everything had changed except for her love for him, which remained unchanged. She saw him on financial news and her longing grew. Over the years, to catch his attention, she acted in movies, took on advertisements, practiced dancing. enduring hardships unimaginable to most, and became a top actress in the entertainment industry. She had thought that appearing before him again in her now glitzy and glamorous persona would earn his favor, but unexpectedly…. After so many years, when they met again, Samuel still saw her as inferior to Xanthea! Watching him walk away tears marred Isabella’s carefully made–up face. If he thought so little of her, she was determined to surpass Xanthea and prove her worth! A few days later. On the set of “Realm of Illusions” in the western outskirts of Crestwood. Xanthea, now as Phoenix in the film, woke up in a dimly lit dungeon. The air was thick with the scent of damp and blood. Splashed with cold water, she grimaced and slowly opened her eyes. Her hands and feet were bound to a cross, her mouth sealed with tape, her body weakly slumped. Through the flickering candlelight, she saw a familiar figure, her mouth curling into a self–mocking smile–it was Maximus.
Chapter 208 That day was the middle school dance competition, and he had signed Xan up for it. As the president of the entire student council, he was there on the judges‘ panel to cheer her on On stage, Xan wore a flowing white ballet dress, her movements graceful and lively, truly resembling an adorable little swan. Isabella saw the smile on his face and thought he remembered. She continued, “Back then, I barely knew the basics of dance and my performance was far from Xan’s. I only got second place. But after that, I practiced dance relentlessly and found my own style. If it were now…. “If it were now, you’d still lose. Samuel interrupted her bluntly, his dismissive tone dousing her like a cold shower, visibly changing her expression. At that middle school dance competition, she had indeed lost to Xanthea. However, she had dedicated the next ten years to rigorous practice and had become a highly acclaimed dancer in the industry. Even her detractors couldn’t find fault with her dancing. She had also appeared on numerous dance reality shows, showcasing her skills in hopes that he would notice her someday. But why? “I heard that Ms. Taylor has recently been competing with Xan for the lead role in ‘Realm of Illusions‘ and ended up losing just like before?” “If you keep comparing yourself to her and competing like you did in school, I’d advise you to give up early. Xan has gained millions of fans with just one song. Once the drama she’s filming airs, her popularity will be unimaginable.” ‘She didn’t debut back then, it’s not that she had lost to you. If she had started her career alongside you, there likely wouldn’t be any place for an imitation like you.” Samuel finished, picking up his golf clubs and leaving without looking back. Isabella was still reeling from his brutal “imitation” taunt, tears welling up as she gripped her dress so tightly she nearly tore the fabric. On her first day at Crestwood Middle School, she had fallen for him–the handsome and charismatic senior student council president from the affluent Starlyn family. Surrounded by countless beautiful girls. even though she was a child star, she dared not harbor any fantasies and could only secretly admire him. One day, during a morning run, her period started unexpectedly, and she panicked at the thought of staining her pants and ruining her chances of stardom. She crouched on the ground, crying and hugging herself, ignoring the pointing and malicious speculation of her classmates until he showed up. He dispersed the crowd and, without asking why she was upset, took off his jacket and covered her with it. “Don’t be afraid, no one will see now. Hurry back to the dorm,” he said gently. Gratefully, she looked up at him and whispered thanks in a barely audible voice. “It’s okay, I have a cute little sister about your age at home.” 12:22 Chapter 208 His voice was so gentle, and his smile was so deeply etched in her heart that she fell hopelessly in love with him from then on, just like the other girls who followed him around. Collecting every piece of information about him, just seeing him from a distance or hearing a few words from him would make e her so happy that she couldn’t sleep for days.
Chapter 207 “Isabella, the NovaLux advertisement was something you fought for six monthsonths to secure. Now it has been just one month into the endorsement and promotional activities, you’re thinking about bailing on the event? The advertisers will be furious!” Wendy rushed over to persuade her, but Isabella nonchalantly set down her phone, “Let them be angry. I’ve got more important things to do.” More important matters? What could that be? Wasn’t her most important task now to maintain her popularity and to prevent Xanthea’s from surpassing hers once it airs? Seeing the sudden change in plans, the makeup artist paused with lipstick in hand and asked, “Isabella, do you still want your makeup done then?” “Of course! And not just any makeup I want to look stunning!” “What kind of look do you want? Bold, fresh, or something casual?” “Let’s do a…” Isabella remembered the Facebook post Samuel had just shared. @Xanthea, sis, who’s hotter? The golf club or Samuel? “A Xanthea–inspired look.” Wendy: “???” At Horizon Ventures Ltd., Cherry Zone. 12 “Mr. Nightshade, Mr. Thompson, and Mr. Abbott have booked a session to play in area D an hour from now. They were wondering if you’d join them; they wish to see your genuine Simon golf club.” “No time,” Samuel shook his head, “It’s almost noon. After this round, I’m off to check on Xan’s filming progress and have lunch with her.” “Alright!” The lush green of the golf course stretched infinitely under the mild breeze that flirted with Samuel’s neatly trimmed hair and tugged at his casual jacket, outlining his athletic build. Golf club in hand, Samuel leaned forward with a precise and graceful swing. The golf ball arced beautifully through the air and landed squarely in the hole! “Wow!” “Nicely done. Mr. Nightshade!” The caddies around him burst into applause. Below the green, an uncontrollable female voice rang out, louder than all their claps and cheers combined. “An eagle!” Chapter 207 “Typical of our chairman!” Hearing the voice, Samuel glanced below. He was about to look away when his gaze inadvertently fell back on her. She wore a dress identical to Xan’s, a necklace just like Xan’s, even her makeup bore a resemblance. “Isn’t that Isabella?” “What’s she doing here? We didn’t get a booking from her!” “Oh my gosh, she’s my idol! Can I go get an autograph?” “She really does look better in person than on TV!” “Mr. Nightshade.” As Samuel’s eyes met hers, the usually poised and bold Isabella felt her confidence wane, replaced by ant unparalleled nervousness. With a tug of insecurity, she tugged at her dress hem and smiled, “What a coincidence seeing you here!” Samuel looked at her for a few seconds, frowning. No matter how deliberately she tried to imitate, the difference was clear the moment she spoke. Noticing he wasn’t engaging, and his gaze merely flicked over her dress and necklace before withdrawing. what Isabella originally intended to say as “Do you remember me?” turned into “Do you know know me?” “Who doesn’t know the big star? On my way here, I just saw Ms. Taylor’s ad.” “I meant from before, from our middle school days.” … Read More “My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace (Xanthe and Mr. Lockwood ) Chapter 207” »
Chapter 206 Before he had finished speaking. Benjamin leapt onto a horse and galloped off in the direction pointed out, shouting. “Go!” The Lockwood Group’s private equestrian estates stretched far and wide. Benjamin rode for a good while, taking several turns, yet there was no sign of Xanthea. Just as he was becoming frantic, a dazzling figure suddenly emerged from the peach blossom grove. The young woman, holding a peach blossom wreath, playfully placed it on the man’s head before turning to run. Her swift pace almost caused her to stumble and fall, but the man quickly pulled her into his arms. She struggled slightly but was effortlessly lifted by him. He whispered something that made her burst into “a happy laugh. The two frolicked and chatted as they walked out of the each blossom grove, sweetly like a couple in love. Xanthea had said she wasn’t in a relationship, that she wouldn’t lie to him nor would she get so close to another man. Even with him, she always kept her distance. Why was Orion the exception? Clutching the reins tighter, Benjamin’s face turned pale under the bright daylight. At Horizon Ventures Ltd., in the Cherry Zone. “Could the golf club in Mr. Nightshade’s hands be the legendary Simon West wooden metal head putter?” one asked. “That’s the treasure of Horizon Ventures Ltd. I heard it’s now worth around 30 to 40 million dollars!” “It’s truly a sight to behold. To witness a guest play with such an expensive club in our lifetime, we are grateful to the young master for this opportunity.” Several caddies surrounded Samuel, all singing his praises. Samuel looked at several balls go into the holes in succession, playing with the club in his hand with pleasure. Crafted personally by Simon, it was unique and almost divinely helpful in play. It was too good an opportunity not to show off. He snapped a photo, posted it on Facebook, and tagged Xanthea in his regular manner, and for once set the viewing permissions to allow sharing by everyone. “Ding- eup room. At the seventh floor of Starlight Media, in the makeup Isabella was sitting with her eyes closed, quietly cooperating with her makeup artist when her “specific friends” notification suddenly rang. She picked up her phone in confusion, and upon clicking into Facebook and seeing that special noteication, she jumped up excitedly, her eyes filled with disbelief. “Is it him?” Chapter 206 “It’s him!” “It really is him!!” The makeup artist, startled by her sudden movement, accidentally smudged her lipstick. “Isabella, what’s wrong? What happened?” “His Facebook is open to me, does that mean something? It must mean something, right?” Clutching her phone, Isabella paced back and forth in the makeup room, too excited to speak coherently. A year ago, she had added him through a work acquaintance, sent him many polite greetings, but never got a response. All her messages went unanswered, and on Facebook, she was blocked the moment she was added as a friend. This was the first post she had seen from him in over three hundred days. Was it deliberately posted for her to see? After all her hard work, standing on ever greater stages, she had finally caught his attention! “Wendy, tell Jason to cancel today’s cosmetics ad event. I have some personal matters to attend to.” “Cancel”