Chapter 199:
Without hesitation, Elena stated, “I’m interested in purchasing cinnabar from your father. Could you please mention it to him?”
Malcolm’s eyebrows rose in surprise and curiosity. It was rare knowledge that his father possessed cinnabar—a detail even Wesley hadn’t managed to uncover despite subtle inquiries.
After a moment of thought, Malcolm responded cautiously, “I can’t promise anything, but if he returns from abroad, I will certainly pass on your request.”
Elena wasn’t surprised by his answer. Given her help with Kiera, Marlon might be inclined to favor her and part with some cinnabar.
Meanwhile, Louis watched over Kiera protectively. She was still the timid soul he remembered—gentle and vulnerable to bullies.
It had been years since they last met—an encounter when Louis had intervened and chased off some menacing children tormenting Kiera. He never expected she’d still be bullied after all this time.
Suddenly, Louis playfully perched his sunglasses atop Kiera’s head. Startled, she jerked her head up, eyes wide, unsure how to react.
Noticing her confusion, Louis leaned in and teased gently, “Hey, quiet one, remember what I told you? If someone dares to bully you, don’t just take it—fight back. Have you really forgotten?”
Kiera looked back at him, her eyes clouded with uncertainty.
Louis sighed softly, realizing she might not remember him at all.
He surveyed her frail appearance and remarked with a hint of concern, “You’re looking quite thin, almost like a tender bean sprout struggling to grow.”
He then made a sweeping gesture to show how much taller he was, noting that Kiera barely reached his chest.
This unexpected familiarity from Louis stirred a mix of unease and anxiety within Kiera.
When Elena returned to the living room, she noticed Kiera keeping a noticeable distance from Louis.
The moment Kiera saw Elena, she hurried to her side for comfort. Feeling somewhat snubbed, Louis touched his nose, his expression a mix of resignation and slight frustration.
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Elena escorted Kiera to the Harper family villa.
Upon learning of Kiera’s recent hardships, Jolie’s expression softened with compassion. “This child, to lose her mother so young and suffer at her relatives’ hands,” she said with a sigh.
Jolie felt deep sympathy for Kiera. She imagined the sorrow Kiera’s mother would feel, knowing her daughter faced such cruelty.
Jolie drew a soothing bath for Kiera and instructed the staff to prepare a feast of comforting dishes.
Refreshed from her bath, Kiera descended the stairs, her anxiety subdued, feeling somewhat more at peace.
With the nurturing support of the Harpers, Kiera heartily enjoyed the meal laid before her.
Kiera couldn’t bring herself to decline such kindness and accepted every dish Jolie offered.
