Aiden slowly turned to look at Emyr, Emyr almost shuddered under his cold glance. He quickly reported.
"Sir, the eting seed to be just a chance encounter, a re coincidence," Emyr said, his tone cautious. "Because neither Madam was aware of their presence there, nor did it seem like Ryan Foster and Delyth Ember had planned it."
"Delyth Ember ca on her own, looking for Madam. But she didn't stir any trouble this ti, unlike in the past. Instead, she looked much more well-behaved. As for Ryan Foster," he paused, before adding, "he seed to be there for Delyth Ember. He saved her right on ti when she was about to fall off the stairs. And later, he tried talking to Madam. But Madam left, ignoring him blatant manner."
Aiden smirked, the pride gleaming in his gaze, and Emyr didn't miss that expression.
"Show ," Aiden said as he extended out his hand, asking him about the video.
Emyr quickly connected it to the tablet and handed it to him. Aiden took the device in his hand and leisurely walked to one of his sofas to take a comfortable seat. He played the video and began watching it.
His gaze narrowed when he saw Delyth's wheelchair slipping towards the stairs. But soon it eased when saw the lack of empathy in Arwen's gaze. She might have run to help her, but it was just re out of instinct. And that unempathetic expression only beca more vivid on the appearance of Ryan. She might have stood staring at them, but there didn't seem any strings attached. It was just like she was there watching the two strangers.
The video continued for a while and soon it was over. Aiden handed the tablet back to Emyr. The storm that was just there in the depth of his gaze seed to have dissipated as if it had never been there.
"How did her surgery go?" he asked.
Emyr took the tablet back in his hand and replied, "Delyth Ember's surgery has been successful. Dr. Richard Walter perford the operation on her, and according to his recent report, even though her surgery went well, her recovery won't restore her to her original state. She will be able to stand, but she will never be able to return to the stage."
Aiden nodded, looking satisfied.
And at that point, Emyr once again realized that his boss held the grudges stronger than anyone else. If you offended Aiden Winslow or dared to touch his bottom line, the audacity won't just endure one's downfall —it would be rather returned squarely or tenfold.
"Keep an eye on her," Aiden said, tapping his fingers on his in a rhythmic manner.
"Snakes might shed their skin, but they never change their poison."
Emyr nodded in understanding.
Just then, they heard the doorbell ring.
"It must be the takeout we ordered," Emyr said, before excusing himself to get the door.
***
Arwen, on the other hand, went back to Gianna's room after completing the call. The mont she entered, Gianna squinted her eyes at her, sending her the daggers.
"Oh, so you know how to return?"
Arwen scrunched her face before shrugging in nonchalance. "Why wouldn't I? Didn't I say I will be back after the call?"
"Yes, you did say so," Gianna admitted. "But when you left, I realized that you have said many more things. Since you broke one promise, I thought you might not hesitate in breaking another one."
Arwen blinked, confused. Pointing a finger at herself, she asked, "I broke a promise?"
"Yes, Arwen Quinn, you did," Gianna's gaze turned sharp. "Didn't you say that you would always pick 'sister over mister', then how dare you choose your husband over today."
Arwen smiled and shook her head. Then walking towards the bed, she said, "I am sure you and your uncle must be sharing the sa feeling now." she sat on the bed before getting herself under the duvet again.
Gianna furrowed her brows in confusion. "What do you an?"
Arwen glanced at her before shrugging. "I ant just exactly what I said," she stared before adding further to explain it better. "You and Aiden, both must be thinking that I picked the other one over them. But that's not how it is. I chose you both in different situations, proving how important you both are to ."
Gianna narrowed her eyes at her, but when Arwen's calm deanor didn't waver even under the scrutinizing gaze, she threw her head back and sighed. "You never did that even for Ryan, you know right?" she said.
Arwen was not even surprised. Smiling, she nodded. "Because he never made feel the need to do so. The feelings we share for him are vastly different than what I share for Aiden," she said without a hint of hesitation. It was as if she had long realized that.
"How different?" Gianna asked, her eyes noting her very carefully.
Arwen didn't answer imdiately. She paused for a few seconds, staring outside the window at the lonely dark sky.
With Gianna there, she might not be feeling lonely in the big mansion. But even so, she felt the void of Aiden's absence was very obvious inside. It was as if from the ti he left, a part of her left with him.
"I don't know how different it is yet," Arwen replied after taking her ti. Glancing back at Gianna, she added, "But I surely know that it's definitely not close to the feelings I shared for anyone. To , Aiden stands different from all. I am not sure why. If it is because he helped whenever I needed him or if my feeling runs deeper than re gratitude, I don't know. But I know for sure that today, he ans more than anyone else. And he gave all the reason to consider him like that."
Gianna had noted every slightest expression that had crossed Arwen's eyes while she was explaining her feelings. And to her surprise, it wasn't hard for her to see how hard her friend had fallen for her uncle.
She didn't know why Arwen was so unaware of her own feelings when it was so evident in her each and every word. But making her realize her own heart was not her place. It would only be good if she realizes it on her own when the ti cos.
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