Pampered By Power: The True Heiress Returns

Chapter 311

“Again?” Elysia raised an eyebrow, a mischievous smile spreading across her face.

She took a few steps back and then popped up just like before, this textending her hand and making a silly

face

Fabian jumped in surprise, then flopped tically onto the sofa, his expression one of complete shock

Elysia froze in place. “Fabian, your acting is so good. Maybe, even Holden wouldn't be able to beat you.”

“Of course,” Fabian said, sitting up from the couch. “If | ever joined the entertainment industry, Holden would be

pushed aside.” He pressed the intebutton. “Send the food up.”

Elysia, now sitting beside him, picked a piece of fruit from the fruit plate on the table. ‘Aren't we going to the

restaurant? Why have the food sent to the room?”

“There's a group of people downstairs waiting to see you, people you really don’t want to meet, Fabian replied.

“Huh? Who?” Elysia asked, puzzled.

The Janssen family. They've been here since last night. | told them you were resting and didn’t let them cup

to disturb you,” he explained.

“The Janssen family? They're not here to apologize, are they?” Elysia asked.

Fabian smiled and ruffled her hair, the affection in his eyes very obvious. “Smart girl.”

Just as he finished speaking, the doorbell rang. Fabian got up to answer it.

The hotel waiter entered, pushing a food cart. He placed all the dishes on the table and bowed respectfully. “Mr.

Evans, Ms. Evans, please enjoy your meal.”

After setting everything down, he pushed the cart out of the room.

Fabian glanced at Elysia, still staring at the food in a daze on the sofa, his tone gentle. “Elysia, if you don’t come

over, all this delicious food is going to be mine.”

Elysia snapped out of her trance. “Fabian, if you like it, you can have all the finest dishes in the world. What's the

harm in that?”

She walked over to the table. As soon as she saw the spread, her eyes widened in surprise.

“This is all my favorite food! Fabian’s so sweet!’ she thought to herself.

“Well?” Fabian’s voice cfrom behind her. “Do you like it?”

Elysia nodded, looking at the table full of food. “I love it. Thank you, Fabian.”

“It’s nothing,” Fabian replied in a very indulgent tone. “As long as it’s what you like, I'd even pick the moon from

the sky for you.” He pulled out the chair beside her with a soft gesture.

They sat down and enjoyed their breakfast, while Bianca and her family anxiously awaited downstairs in the

hotel lobby. “Do you think they've left?” Rebecca glanced toward the elevator, her face filled with worry.

“They shouldn't have. It’s still early. We've been waiting here since before sunrise. If they left, we'd definitely see

them,” Denzel replied.

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He tried to sound calm, though the tension in his voice betrayed his unease.

Fabian and Elysia’s delay only made things more complicated.

It seemed like the Janssen family had really gotten themselves into trouble this time.

Denzel was on edge, frowning, pacing back and forth, his gaze darting between the elevator and the door, his

thoughts restless.

Surprisingly, Bianca remained calm, sitting quietly on the sofa, not saying a word throughout the ordeal.

Hours seemed to pass, and just as Denzel was beginning to lose hope, he finally spotted them. Fabian and Elysia

were walking toward the elevator.

“Hey, Denzel,” Rebecca called as she turned to him, seeing the sparkle in his eyes and the fatigue gone from his

face. Denzel was fixated on the elevator, clearly having noticed them.

Rebecca smiled as she wondered, ‘At least we didn’t waste our tthis morning!

But as she sensed the icy coldness radiating from Fabian, her smile faded instantly.

He carried an aura of tension, a low pressure that seemed like the calm before a storm, a feeling that made her

stomach churn with uncase.

Rebecca forced herself to push down the growing anxiety, keeping her expression neutral.

Denzel stepped forward. Bianca followed suit, standing beside Rebecca. “Mr. Evans, it's a pleasure to finally meet

you. This must be Ms. Evans, right?” he said, addressing Elysia.

Fabian, however, wasn’t interested in small talk. His voice was low, tinged with a hint of coldness. “Mr. Janssen,

weren't you here to apologize? Elysia is right here; you can begin now.”

Denzel froze for a moment

‘We just met, and we're getting straight to the point?‘ he thought, ‘As expected of Mr. Evans, direct and to the

point.

He turned toward Bianca, standing beside Rebecca, and commanded, “Bianca, didn’t you hear Mr. Evans? Come

and apologize to Ms. Evans.”

Bianca's face tightened with frustration. She resented how her father’s tone was so submissive, so ingratiating.

But in this situation, no matter how upset or unwilling she was, she had no choice but to swallow her pride.

With no other option but to lower her head, she muttered, “Elysia, I'm sorry.” Her voice cout strained,

almost as if the words were being forced out of her throat, and it was clear her apology was anything but sincere.

Denzel's anger flared. Bianca still didn’t realize her mistake.

“Bianca, is this how you apologize?” Denzel’s voice was sharp, his tone filled with an anger that sur times he had

scolded her.

ed even the previous

Bianca's mind raced as she wondered, her resentment growing. ‘Even if I'm wrong, how can Dad publicly

humiliateso badly?’

Rebecca, noticing Bianca's refusal to speak and the rising tension in the air, reached out to gently tug at her

sleeve, signaling her to speak.

Bianca snapped out of her daze and, after a brief internal struggle, steeled herself to do the right thing.

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Just as Bianca was about to lix her posture and apologize sincerely, Fabian’s voice interrupted, his words cutting

through the air like a knife. “It seems Ms. Janssen isn’t apologizing from the heart. If that’s the case, then there's

nothing more to discuss”

Denzel was quick to respond, his voice apologetic. “Mr. Evans, I'm truly sorry. Bianca is stubborn, but she does

understand her mistake now.”

Before Denzel could continue, Fabian cut him off. “She understands her mistake? | think that’s just your wishful

thinking. Mr. Janssen. | saw her attitude clearly

“Mr. Janssen, you really must have done an excellent job raising your daughter, didn’t you? Fine, if Ms. Janssen

doesn’t want to apologize, we won't force her. You can go now. As for your actions, | will protect Elysia’s legal

rights through legal means”

Fabian’s voice was firm, and without waiting for a reply, he turned as if to leave.

Bianca panicked, realizing the situation was spiraling out of control. The words Fabian had spoken continued to

echo in her mind

He planned to solve this through legal means. ‘Does this mean the Janssen family is finished?’ she thought, her

heart sinking Bianca's previous sense of resentment dissolved into pure dread.

The Janssen family had already received a legal notice. If they received another, the consequences would be dire

“Wait, Mr. Evans,” she called out urgently, her face an open mask of anxiety and worry, with no trace of anything

else. Fabian stopped but did not turn to look at her. “Is there something else?”

“I am willing to apologize,” Bianca said, her voice wavering slightly.

Fabian’s response was cold and dismissive. “If it’s not sincere, what is the point of an apology? Ms. Janssen, do

you think your apology holds any value?”

Bianca's heart skipped a beat, but she pushed through, finding the courage to speak again. “I am truly sorry. |

hope you will show mercy and let the Janssen family off this time.”

Fabian didn’t immediately respond. He merely glanced over his shoulder. Elysia, who had been standing quietly

by, had been the center of the issue all along, yet she felt like nothing more than a bystander in this tense

exchange.

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