?<strong>Chapter 1391:</strong>
“Precisely. We can pretend to be an item to silence our family. Privately, you deal with yourplex rtionship with your ex, and I’ll keep looking for the one. Does that sound like a good n?”
Elyse and Victor celebrated their partnership with a cheerful high-five as they entered the living room, instantly catching the watchful eyes of Pearce and Felicia.
Felicia, observing their cheerful mood,mented warmly, “It’s lovely to see you two in such good spirits together.”
Contrastingly, Pearce seemed less than pleased and quickly pulled Victor away to the bathroom.
Inside, Victor expressed his difort.
“What’s with the bathroom conversation? That’s not really our style.”
Pearce sharply questioned him,
“What was all thatughing about with Elyse?”
With an innocent look, Victor replied,
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“We were just having a good talk.”
“You really expect me to believe that?” Pearce, suspecting more, cornered Victor against the wall.
“Why is my grandma trying to set you up with Elyse?”
Victor straightened his clothes and exined,
“I’m not getting any younger, and my parents are eager to see me settled. It seems your grandma heard about it and tried to y matchmaker.”
Pearce released him, muttering,
“She’s getting too involved. Elyse isn’t going to like this at all.”
“Why don’t you believe that Elyse and I could fall in love at first sight?” Victor asked.
With a dismissive snort, Pearce replied,
“That’sughable. She wouldn’t be interested in you.”
Temporarily silenced, Victor finally said,
“Both you and Elyse seem overly confident. Ever consider that I might not be interested in her?”
Pearce was unwavering.
“Whether or not you’re interested, she wouldn’t be interested in you anyway.”
At his breaking point, Victor was about to confront Pearce physically when Pearce quickly left the bathroom and returned to the group.
Elyse said,
“Dinner’s on the table. You two finally showed up.”
During dinner, Elyse ate quickly, nning her exit, but Felicia kept steering the conversation towards Victor.
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