MTLNOVEL Chapter 555: Yes, you heard me right.
Emily would have kept her focus on Arwen if another magnetic voice hadn't scooped her away in a dream bubble.
That voice was mesmerising, and the moment she heard it, she couldn't stop her heart from swooning over it.
Suddenly, Arwen in front of her eyes didn't matter. Instead, she turned on her heels to look in the direction from which the voice had come.
And her eyes sparkled the moment it caught Aiden's handsome looks and his perfect build.
Did bodies like that even exist?
He had all the right, tempting muscles, yet he didn't resemble those bulky gym-obsessed men. Instead, his physique could put even top models to shame.
Her daze only broke when she felt desperate tugs on both sleeves.
"Emily, he is so handsome. Can I have him? Please…" one of the two minions spoke dreamily.
The other piped in from behind. "Yes, Emily. Leave him for us. Please. You can have anyone after you become the heiress of the Quinn family. Just not him, please. Leave him for us."
Emily frowned, though inwardly, she was pleased by the realization. She wasn't just a rich socialite anymore. She was going to be the official heiress of the Quinn family. And with that title came privilege —even when it came to men..
Who will dare to say no to her after knowing her title?
"Emily, do you know which family he belongs to? I have never seen him before —in no rich galas or high society parties. He must be new."
"Who cares for his family? For me, just his looks are enough."
Emily felt the same. Just his looks were enough. No matter where she would walk with him, people would notice, and women would envy her.
Merely the thought of walking wrapped in his arms filled her with anticipation. She couldn't stop herself from fantasizing.
"Emily, you —"
"Shut up! You two should check your faces in the mirror before coveting something that's completely out of your league." Emily chided sharply, making the two frown.
Then, she turned back to Aiden. She was about to speak — but she saw him move.
He was walking ... towards her.
Did her looks also impress him the same?
Her fingers instinctively reached up to tuck her hair behind her ears, subtly flattering her appearance, which she was already very confident about. And the way Aiden looked in her direction only boosted that confidence.
As the distance between them closed, her heart beat faster.
"I ..." she began, breathlessly.
But just when she thought he'd stop in front of her —he walked right past.
Her words caught in her throat.
"What's wrong?"
His voice came again —but it was definitely not addressing her.
It left her furious and confused.
She turned to see who he was talking to… and her expression soured when she saw him standing beside Arwen, looking genuinely concerned.
"You look irritated —not how I left you here. Did anything happen?" Aiden said. His tone was gentle, but it carried a hidden edge.
He had brought her out to enjoy herself —not to have her mood ruined.
Arwen stared at him and pressed her lips together. "Did you finish the call?" she asked, choosing not to address what had happened. She wouldn't give Emily the satisfaction she sought.
Aiden frowned, seeing her dodge his question. But he didn't press it. Nodding, he simply responded to what she had asked.
"Good," she said, nodding back. "Since you are done, let's leave."
"You didn't like anything here?" he asked, letting his gaze scan briefly around.
She shook her head. "Nothing worth the effort." She could always ask Aura to design her matching pairs. And they would be the best.
"Fine. We will look somewhere else," Aiden said, not asking her to explain it. Simply intertwining their fingers, he turned to leave with her.
But just then, the shop assistant from earlier returned, stopping them politely. She was carrying the coffee she had brought for Arwen.
"Ma'am, what's wrong? You are leaving?" Her gaze turned to look at the other people there, stopping at the colleague in confusion.
She mouthed to ask her 'what happened', but when she didn't receive any response, she further continued at Arwen to ask, "Didn't you say you liked a few of our designs, but would only decide on them after Sir returns, completing his call?"
The store assistant didn't know what happened after she left, but she knew she was wrong to eye the customer the way she did when they entered earlier. So, she didn't want her inappropriate behaviour to cost her job. She was willing to apologize if she had done anything wrong to offend the customer.
Arwen was about to shake her head at her, but she felt a gentle tug on her hand.
"You liked the outfits here?" Aiden asked, his eyes meeting hers.
"I did, but —"
"But she could no longer have it," Emily interjected, not liking anymore the way her presence was getting ignored.
Why has he not turned to look at her even once?
Did he not see her at all?
She had been standing right in front of him, yet he walked past her as if he had never seen her standing there at all. Like she was nothing but air, that he couldn't see.
She knew Arwen was beautiful, but she was nothing less than her. Yet, the man had treated her like she stood beneath her.
How dare he?
Aiden lifted his gaze and finally turned to Emily. His brows furrowed, clearly unimpressed by her interruption.
Emily shifted, suddenly conscious under the weight of his gaze. But then she reminded herself —she wasn't just a regular socialite anymore. She was going to be the heiress to the Quinn family soon.
Mustering back her confidence, she sniggered.
"Yes, you heard me right," she said. "No matter what she liked here, she can't have it. She is leaving, embarrassed."
Aiden's eyes narrowed, and he finally spoke, his voice low and cutting —
"And who the hell are you?"