Winifred's mouth tightened slightly at his arrogance.
Nobody spoke to her that way.
Much less an unwanted bastard like him.
“I see you've grown bolder since we last met,” her gaze raked him from head to toe, slightly surprised he was looking more presentable than before. “Rejection must have done you good.”
“I see you've become more delusional, Miss Hawthorne. Let it be clear. You never rejected me. I simply did not choose you. Remember that.”
Winifred's hand curled into a fist at the reminder of that.
Surely, she would have rejected him if he dared, but the fact that he had chosen that insignificant Vale girl rankled.
Daniel had told her Adrian was dying to choose her, which was understandable, as half of Aurion wanted her, not just for her family status, but for her beauty too.
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