All Chapters of Seduced by My Childhood Sweetheart’s Brother : Chapter 891 - Chapter 900

Although we had filled our backpacks with samples, we hadn't actually covered much ground. The mountain range extended ahead of us, with the same reddish hue permeating the entire landscape. This indicated a rich vein of mineral deposits in this region.Nico and I were both thrilled. If the results were what we hoped for, all the hard work would be worth it. Despite the challenges we had faced in recent weeks, our steps felt lighter with renewed hope.At the final sample site, the surrounding hills had transformed into a vivid reddish hue, extending to the tree branches wedged between the rocks. Looking ahead, the mountains stretching endlessly into the distance were all the same color.Everyone was stunned, and Zuri was so excited that tears welled up in his eyes. Nico had previously mentioned that if the reserves were sufficient, it could pave the way for large-scale mining.If that were the case, Zuri's dream of bringing the younger generation back to work in the village could b

Colin's face grew increasingly grim, the light in his eyes replaced by a deep, simmering anger."Maybe you should answer it," I whispered, grasping his hand. "It could be important."Colin briefly squeezed my hand before releasing it to place his phone on silent and tossed it face down on the table. "Even if it is urgent, I can call back later. It's always the same thing. Something's gone wrong at the construction site, and she needs me to deal with it immediately."Despite my efforts to slow our meal, we finished within an hour, and our inevitable parting was upon us once again.Colin picked up his phone, which displayed a staggering 57 missed calls. As the 58th call came in, I couldn't take it anymore. I grabbed the phone and answered it.It was time to confront this issue head-on because avoiding it wouldn't help resolve anything. Since Jasmine knew everything anyway, there was no need to beat around the bush. It was time to break the silence and see what she was up to."Col

"Uh… Your clothes are done. Do you want to put them on now?" I blurted out, trying to steer the conversation away from suggestive undertones. I shook the freshly dried pair of his underwear in my hand for emphasis.Colin's already intense gaze grew darker as he focused on my hand. "Why put them on if I'm just going to take them off again? It's better not to wear them at all, don't you think so, Baby?" he murmured, moving even closer until our faces were nearly touching.The heat radiating from his body, combined with the moisture still clinging to his skin, made my head spin and my ears buzz.I could feel my body temperature rising, and my legs trembled involuntarily.Colin's words left me speechless.That night, Colin was the epitome of tenderness. He didn't push the limits but held me gently, showering me with soft kisses and caresses. His voice was a low, sultry serenade like the sonorous melody of a cello played amidst a garden of jasmine in the dead of night.Colin's sce

Queenie and I exchanged glances, both of us speculating on the kind of person and incident that would make these typically indifferent individuals pause to discuss.Zara's unresponsiveness and absence from home intensified our worries about her safety, so I decided to call her again. This time, she picked up promptly. In the background, there was chaos—someone was sobbing, and faint sounds of an argument could be heard.Zara sounded flustered, explaining that she was at the hospital and the injured person wasn't her. She urged me not to worry and to stay put before abruptly ending the call.Given the circumstances, the neighborhood incident was likely connected to Zara.In Jinovy, besides me and Queenie, Zara only knew the Moyers. Considering that Winston and Zara weren't particularly close, we surmised that the troublemaker was Chris, the big jerk.I hastily threw my luggage into the apartment, washed my face, changed my jacket, and headed to the hospital.The emergency room w

As Zara recounted the events, her face contorted with disgust as if she had stepped on something vile. It was clear that Chris' behavior had thoroughly repulsed her.Not even I could imagine the usually cold and composed Chris resorting to such desperate and dramatic antics. He wouldn't have made those choices if he truly loved Zara as he claimed. To come crawling back now just seemed pathetic.I couldn't tell if Chris' suicidal threats were a misguided attempt to show love or simply regret upon realizing he had been duped. Either way, it was too little, too late. Zara was not a garbage bin for broken, discarded junk.Just then, the red light above the emergency room door went out. A doctor wearing a chief physician's tag emerged, and Chris' father stood up to inquire about his son's condition. The doctor mentioned that Chris had arrived just in time, as another five minutes could have made it impossible to save him. He instructed the family to take good care of Chris.Hearing th