Chapter 282
Chapter 282 Ms Lyla
Just then, the woman beside Sebastian stepped forward, stopping in front of Janus, and called out, “Lyla p>
Her word snapped everyone out of their stunned silence; the sudden revelation left them completely baffled.
Cameron and Fawks walked over, exchanging puzzled glances before Cameron asked, “What’s going on here p>
Sebastian’s expression remained calm as he explained, “This is the Soren family’s fourth daughter, Lyla. She’s also Mr. Janus’ younger sister p>
“Lyla!” Cameron exclaimed. “You mean that Lyla? The iron lady of the business world? Isn’t she supposed to be some kind of tiger – how is she so p>
Before he could finish, Fawks smacked him sharply on the back of the head and snapped, “Watch your mouth.” Then, with a hint of apology, he turned to Lyla and said, “Forgive him. The kid speaks without thinking. Everyone always assumed that the famous fourth daughter of the Soren family, Ms. Lyla was some cold, uptight workaholic. None of us expected her to be such a stunning beauty p>
Robert had fathered two sons and one daughter; Rowan belonged to the elder branch, while Janus and Lyla were from the second branch. The three of them were all well-known figures in Kingston; the rest of the younger generation, however, were unremarkable nobodies.
Among them, Lyla was the most brilliant of all. Rumor had it she’d earned her PhD in economics at just twenty. After joining the Soren Group, she’d relied solely on her own abilities to climb from an entry-level position to general manager in just four
the textbook
definition of a brilliant, beautiful heiress.
years
But because her work style was too strong, paired with her preference for keeping a low profile, people had labeled her a ruthless tigress.
Completely unbothered, Lyla said, “It’s fine. I’ve always kept to myself and thrown myself into work; it’s no wonder people misunderstand me. Since we’re all here today, let me take this chance to introduce myself. I’m Lyla, the fourth daughter of the Soren family – Janus’ little sister p>
Her clear, concise words instantly left everyone with a good impression, effortlessly stealing the spotlight that had, just moments ago, belonged to Lillian.
At that moment, the dealer walked over, handing a check to Lillian. “Here you are, miss. This is the value of your winnings p>
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Lillian accepted the check, glanced at the numbers, and smiled at Sebastian. “Well? Didn’t let you down, did I p>
Sebastian looked at her smug little expression, reached out to ruffle her hair, and said with a soft smile, “You’re the best p>
Janus watched the exchange, amusement flickering in his eyes. Then he turned his gaze toward the girl and said, “Little one, whenever you’ve decided on your terms, come find me.” With that, he handed her a business card.
Lillian glanced at the card in his hand, her gaze steady and unflinching as she took it. “Sure. Just make sure you don’t back out when the time comes, Mr. Janus p>
Janus’ lips curved into a smile with an unreadable edge. “I’ll be waiting,” he said, then turned and strode out.
Sebastian’s
gaze darkened as he watched Janus’ departing figure…
Meanwhile, in the resort’s cafe, Noreen sipped her coffee with a serene expression.
Her delicate features and gentle elegance still drew the attention of those around her. The admiring glances only fed her confidence, reinforcing her belief that she was undeniably captivating.
But when she thought of Sebastian’s attitude toward her, her eyes grew cold.
“Ms. Noreen.” A woman’s voice pulled her from her thoughts. Looking up, she saw Hans approaching, her assistant in tow.
Noreen cast the woman a haughty glance and drawled, “Ms. Hans, was there something you needed?” For women like her – daughters of elite families it was instinctive to look down on
people like Hans, and that disdain slipped into her tone.
Hans didn’t seem to mind. Smiling, she said, “I wanted to thank you, Ms. Noreen, for speaking
for me today. I’m truly grateful p>
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Noreen picked up her coffee, taking a graceful sip as she gazed out the window. “You’re overthinking it. I simply don’t like certain people; helping you was incidental. There’s no need for thanks p>
A sharp glint flashed in Hans’ eyes, though her tone remained light as she said, “Isn’t that Mr. Whitmore’s girlfriend p>
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