My Beloved Has Risen from Death’s Embrace

It seems that the combination of beauty and money holds power beyond her wildest imaginations!

Sebastian said, “Yeah, I’ve even seen a few girls who frequent the garden confessing to Uncle Orion in the backyard!”

“Seriously?”

There are such brave souls, and not just one!

“Seriously, I never lie!”

*So what happened after they confessed?” Xanthea asked curiously, to which Sebastian shrugged, “Not much, I overheard them talking for ages, and then Uncle Orion asked who she was.”

Xanthea couldn’t help but burst into laughter. So, the girls thought they were at a point where they could confess, but Orion didn’t even have a clue who they were?

She could already imagine the awkward atmosphere and the flushed faces of the girls. Although the story sounded absurd, it strangely fit Orion’s character.

“Also, there was this really scary incident at home.” Sebastian began, lowering his voice suddenly and looking around before leaning closer to Xanthea, “I must tell you, Xan, but you can’t tell anyone else, okay?”

Xanthea nodded, “Your secret’s safe with me!”

“The woman who used to teach me piano sneaked into Uncle Orion’s room one night when he was drunk.”

At the mention of ‘drunk, Xanthea tensed up.

She had seen what Orion was like when drunk; it wasn’t pretty. She hoped he hadn’t done anything to the piano teacher.

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“Turns out, Uncle Orion walked in and nearly strangled her!”

This shocking twist scared Xanthea.

“The incident blew up big time. Uncle Orion was furious, the teacher was kicked out, and we haven’t hired any young women since.”

Sebastian pouted slightly as he spoke, seemingly confused as to why his uncle was so harsh, but Xanthea understood.

It was clearly a trap set by the teacher, either because she was infatuated with Orion or because she wanted to climb the social ladder by throwing herself at him while he was vulnerable. Unfortunately, it backfired.

Such things weren’t uncommon in high society.

“She was actually quite nice to me.”

“This situation isn’t as simple as you think, you’ll understand when you’re older. For now, just know that your uncle cares about you more,” Xanthea reassured him, patting his head. She realized she was fortunate not to have encountered Orion in such a fearsome drunken state; perhaps he was too drunk that night, lost his senses, or mistook her for his ‘honey‘ or ‘babe‘?

“Seb, has your uncle ever had a girlfriend?”

“Never!” Sebastian shook his head decisively. “Mom says Uncle Orion never really interacts with girls, she even suspects he might not

like them at all!”

Huh?

Xanthea was puzzled. Who was the ‘babe‘ he kept calling out for that night then?

Could it be every man’s fantasy, a non–existent perfect goddess? Maybe he mistook her for her because of their resemblance?

Oh, the curse of her devastatingly beautiful face!. This content is © NôvelDrama.Org.

Xanthea held her face in her hands and laughed narcissistically, causing Sebastian to look at her strangely, “Xan, why are you laughing so creepily?”