Love's Redemption

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Redmption 222

Derick’s response genuinely surprised and shocked me. He had always treated me like a younger sister. Even though he would occasionally joke around, he never crossed any line.

Today’s joke seemed a bit too much.

Xander also looked at me with surprise, his eyes scrutinizing me. Derick walked up to me. He ignored Xander and said, “Let’s go inside.”

I nodded at Xander and followed Derick. As we left, I saw Xander opening his mouth and reaching out, seemingly wanting to say something to keep me there.

“Were you trying to ruin my romantic prospects with what you just said, Derick?” After a brief moment of thought, I figured out his intention.

“Yeah, that guy seemed pretty unreliable.” Derick’s evaluation of Xander made me snicker.

He glanced at me and said, “I’m usually very accurate in judging people. I won’t be wrong about this. Stay away from him in the future.”

“Okay,” I responded with a smile.

“I’m serious. Don’t treat it as a joke,” Derick emphasized.

I nodded seriously and said, “I’m serious too. I’m not interested in that type of person.”

“Then, what kind of person are you interested in?” Derick asked bluntly.

Brandon’s image flashed in my mind. “Someone stern and aloof on the outside but warm on the inside…

and also…

I remembered him wearing an apron in the kitchen, busy cooking for me. “He can cook.”

After all these years with Chris, he never even cooked me pasta.

He was the heir to the family business and never stepped into the kitchen. It was normal for him not to

know how to cook.

But ultimately, it was because he never truly cared about me. If he did, he would have made the effort.

Derick laughed and remarked, “Your standards are pretty down–to–earth.”

I lowered my gaze, looking at our elongated shadows under the lights. “In life, who isn’t down–to– earth? Isn’t it all about daily meals?”

Derick smirked and said, “That makes sense.”

After he finished speaking, we arrived at the elevator. He pressed the button, and we stepped inside.

The elevator walls reflected my face and Derick’s gaze as he looked at me. “So, have you found that -person?”

I hesitated for a couple of seconds. “Yes.” Owned by NôvelDrama.Org.

Derick pressed his lips together. I expected him to ask who it was or suggest meeting him someday. Instead, he just gave a faint smile and said nothing more.

thought he might already know.

“Derick, did you find out anything about that person? What’s their name, and do you have a photo?” I asked him about the investigation before the elevator even arrived at our floor.

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Derick had his hand in his pocket. “You seem very eager to know about this person.”

“Yes, it’s a bit mysterious, and I’m curious,” I replied with a smile. “You know I like to get to the bottom of things.*

“That’s not always a good habit,” Derick warned.

I didn’t agree. “But I don’t want to be left in the dark.”

Derick shook his head. “Do you know Mark Twain? He once said that the greatest wisdom is often to ‘not take things too seriously‘.”

At this point, it was clear that Derick and I had different values. Everyone had their own way of thinking. No one should force their views on others.

I returned to the main topic and asked, “So what did your investigation reveal, Derick?”

The elevator dinged, signaling our arrival.

Derick started to step out, but I reached out to stop him. He smiled and said, “Look at you, so impatient. I’ll tell you soon. Let’s go inside first and not keep everyone waiting.”

I immediately raised an eyebrow. “Who else is here?”

“You probably don’t know them. I’ll introduce you in a moment. They’ll be helpful to you in the future,” Derick said, patting my head. “Don’t worry, I won’t lead you astray.”

trusted him. I followed Derick into a private room.


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