Became A Queen After divorce

At the Gilliam Mansion, Libby was acting particularly strange today. She hurried out during the day and, upon returning in the evening, went straight to her room.

She didn’t even come down for dinner.

When a servant knocked on her door, she shouted, “Get out, don’t bother me!”

“Yes.”

The young maid, frightened, turned away with the dinner tray.

Inside the room, Libby quickly changed out of her black outfit, stuffed it into a travel bag, zipped it up, and shoved it to the bottom of her wardrobe.

As for the helmet, she glanced around the room and, finding no suitable hiding place, temporarily pushed it under the bed.

There was a hidden drawer under the bed where she had been hiding things since she was a child.

Just as she finished hiding the helmet and got up from the floor, there was another knock at the door.

Libby instinctively thought it was the same maid and angrily shouted towards the door:

“Don’t you understand? I said I wasn’t eating, now get lost!”

“It’s me.”

Realizing it was her aunt outside the door, Libby’s expression changed.

She quickly dusted off her clothes and opened the door.

“Auntie, I’m sorry. I thought it was one of those clueless maids.”

Natalia stood gently in front of her. Noticing the fine sweat on Libby’s forehead, she raised her hand to wipe it away.

“What’s wrong, Libby? Why are you so angry?”

Libby didn’t dare tell her the truth, so she made up a lie.

“Nothing, just some gang issues. I can handle it myself. Sorry to worry you.”

“As long as you’re okay. Go wash your face and freshen up; I want to introduce someone to you later.”

Libby couldn’t refuse such an offer from her aunt.

“Okay, I’ll go now.”

At Red Maple Villa, the maple leaves were as bright and beautiful as the evening glow. Pearl and Sasha were swinging under a tree.

When Sam passed by and saw them, he couldn’t help but smile.

In a clear and gentle voice, he called out, “Sasha, I’m back.”

“Uncle Sam, you’re back!”

Sasha’s eyes lit up when she saw him. She jumped off the swing and ran to him for a hug.

“Alright.”

The man bent slightly to pick Sasha up and walked towards Pearl.

Pearl looked at Sam awkwardly and gave him a shy smile.

“You’re back,” she said with inexplicable joy in her voice.

Sam felt a slight stir in his heart. He had never experienced being awaited by someone before.

It felt… nice.

He nodded and looked at Pearl with gentle eyes, saying something rare for him:

“The wind is strong outside. You should go inside since you’re not well.”

Pearl was taken aback by his concern. She opened her mouth but didn’t know what to say.

“I… don’t you have work today?”

Seeing her flustered expression, Sam teased, “Even work has its end. Or do you not want to see me?”

“No, it’s not that.”

Of course, she wanted to see him-she thought about him day and night-but she feared he would find her annoying.

She had never been a timid person until she was rejected once.

Sam knew why she had become like this and felt a pang of guilt.

“Why are you nervous? I was just joking. Come with me; I have something to discuss with you.”

Hearing there was something important, Pearl immediately followed him.

In the living room, he sat on the sofa with Sasha while she sat on a chair several meters away.

Sam was displeased by her deliberate distance and asked coldly:

“Why are you sitting so far away?”

His icy tone made Pearl stiffen. She moved slightly closer like a wooden puppet.

“I… I’m a bit hot.”

She pretended to fan herself with her hand.

“Come closer.”

Pearl: “…”

Wasn’t he the one who told her to leave before?

She hesitated but moved a bit closer again.

Sam chuckled softly. She was like a toad that jumped whenever poked.

Since she wouldn’t come closer, he decided to bring Sasha over to her.

He suddenly sat next to her, making Pearl’s heart race wildly.

Her face turned red.

He looked at her leisurely and said softly: “Do you have any idea who tried to harm you yesterday?”

Pearl shook her head, still shaken by yesterday’s events.

“I don’t know.”

“I was passing through an alley after visiting the cemetery when someone suddenly blocked my way.”

“Have you had any conflicts with anyone recently?”

She shook her head again but suddenly remembered something that might be related.

She didn’t share her suspicion with Sam.

Even without her saying anything, Sam knew. He took out the knife that almost hurt her and placed it in front of her.

“This is what the assailant dropped yesterday. This knife is made from high-quality light steel from Glaera. In 2019, Mr. Gilliam custom-ordered two hundred of these for the mid-to-high-level members of the Gilliam family.”

“It has a cloud mark on it-the exclusive logo of the Gilliam family. I’m sure you’ve seen it before.”

Pearl nodded; she had indeed seen that mark in her father’s study.

“Thank you for saving me yesterday, but I don’t want you involved in this. I can handle it myself.”

Sam’s position was different from hers. She was the lady of the Gilliam family; even Libby dared to harm her.

But he still had to work within the Gilliam family. If he offended Libby, she would surely make things difficult for him later.

She didn’t want to drag Sam into this mess.

“Handle it yourself? How? By tattling like a schoolgirl?”

“If you go to Mr. Gilliam now and say Libby plotted against you, I guarantee you won’t get justice. Instead, she’ll accuse you of framing her.”

Libby could easily claim someone was trying to set her up.

Pearl hadn’t thought that far ahead. Hearing his words made sense to her now.

“So what should I do?”

He glanced at her and continued: “It’s simple. Just act normal.”

“When you go back later, pretend nothing happened. Do what you usually do.”

“If Libby is indeed guilty, she’ll likely try to destroy evidence. Catch her in the act and make sure she can’t deny it.”

Following his advice, Pearl realized she should return now and quietly monitor Libby’s actions.

“Alright.”

She slapped her thigh and stood up quickly but felt dizzy from sitting too long and nearly fainted.

“Careful.”

Luckily, Sam caught her shoulders in time.

Their proximity made her heart race even faster as she half-lay in his arms, inhaling his unique scent-like pinewood, cold and elusive like him.

“Thank you.”

Pearl hurriedly moved away from his embrace, feeling an unexpected thrill in her heart.

He must have feelings for her too; otherwise, he wouldn’t care so much about her.

Given his aloof nature towards women, he would have pushed her away long ago if he didn’t care.

Just as she thought this, reality hit hard.

“Let’s go; I’ll take you back.”

He didn’t ask her to stay but instead offered to take her home.

Pearl: “…”

It seemed she was being delusional again.

“I… okay.”

The one who seemed most reluctant for her to leave was Sasha. The little girl pouted and almost cried when she saw them leaving.

“Pearl, you’re a liar! Didn’t you say last night that you liked Uncle Sam and me and didn’t want to leave us?”

“Ugh!”

Pearl felt embarrassed. She had indeed said that last night but only to comfort Sasha temporarily.

To make matters worse, she felt Sam’s eyes on her!Belongs © to NôvelDrama.Org.

Oh no, he must think she’s clingy now.

Thinking quickly, Pearl decided she needed to explain herself.