Chapter 319: Chapter 319

The focus of the issue instantly shifted to Vera Wave, and the gazes of both men moved towards her, landing on her face.

Jordan Manchester looked at Vera deeply, his voice low as he began to speak. Tʜe sourcᴇ of thɪs content ɪs ⓝovelFire.net

"Vera, think carefully. Don’t you truly want to recover your past memories and become a complete version of yourself?"

Kris Cooper remained silent, just standing in place, his gaze fixated on her small face.

This person who had constantly been on his mind, this little thing who had caused him endless worry for six years... Would she choose him?

In that moment, he suddenly felt a wave of anxiety.

If it were six years ago, if she still remembered him, he was confident enough that she would stand by his side even if she betrayed the whole world. But what about now? Would she choose him?

This man wielded the power of life and death in the business world. He had once gambled his entire fortune on market leverage without a moment’s hesitation. Yet now, for the very first time in his life, he felt a lack of confidence.

"I..." Vera withdrew her gaze from Nathan Leafcastle’s face and met Kris Cooper’s eyes. In those amber-colored pupils, she read a powerful emotion. As she looked into his eyes, her heart suddenly tightened.

"I’m sorry, Brother Nathan, for breaking your things. I will compensate you." She reached out and took Kris Cooper’s arm. "Kris, let’s go!"

Her tone towards Nathan Leafcastle was clearly polite and distant, but the moment she took Kris Cooper’s hand, her decision was obvious.

Kris’s tense heart finally settled.

He closed his fingers, enveloping her small hand in his palm. Kris Cooper flashed a triumphant smile at Nathan Leafcastle, then turned, put an arm around Vera, and headed for the door.

Nathan Leafcastle stood at the steps of the living room, watching their retreating figures. As he watched Vera’s feet cross his threshold, one step after another, his face remained impassive.

However, his right hand, clutching a handkerchief, tightened incrementally. Veins bulged on the back of his hand, and his fingers turned white from the excessive force.

Just then, Vera suddenly stopped on the steps. A flicker of light sparked in Nathan Leafcastle’s dark eyes.

Kris Cooper frowned and pulled her arm. "What’s wrong?"

This brat—is she actually going back?!

Her hand ached from his tight grip. Vera pouted slightly and explained, "My bag and phone are still upstairs. Are we just supposed to leave them?"

"Of course not!" Kris Cooper helped her down the steps until she was standing in the driveway outside the door. "Which room are they in? I’ll go get them!"

Of course, he wasn’t going to leave her belongings behind. Not just her phone and bag; he would take even a single strand of her hair with him.

"Upstairs, the first room on the right."

Kris Cooper, acting as if Nathan Leafcastle wasn’t even there, strode through the front door. He brushed rudely past him and stomped unceremoniously up the stairs.

Vera stood outside in the sunshine, looking at Nathan Leafcastle in the living room. She felt apologetic, yet helpless.

From a distance, still outside the door, she gave him a slight bow as a gesture of apology.

She knew Kris Cooper’s temperament; the man was domineering and forceful. She couldn’t let him escalate the situation any further.

Noticing her action, Nathan Leafcastle’s expression softened slightly. He shook his head gently at her, indicating that he wasn’t angry with her.

By this time, Kris Cooper had already come downstairs, carrying her bag.

Upon reaching the doorway, he halted once more, took out his wallet, and thrust a stack of banknotes at Nathan Leafcastle.

"Here, for your flowerpot."

"No need," Nathan Leafcastle responded indifferently.