First Loves Return Heiress Strikes Back novel Chapter 466

Chapter 466 

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The girl pursed her lips, her expression cool, her tone devoid of any emotion, “Because I’m not interested in dating right now, and I don’t have time for it. So, I’m sorry, but I can’t accept it.” 

The crowd erupted into noise again. 

Lennon raised an eyebrow, a smile forming at the corner of his lips. 

He was very satisfied with this answer. 

After speaking, Mariela turned and left, never taking the bouquet of roses. 

Lennon knew that Mariela had many suitors in college. She might have rejected confessions like this over a dozen times a year, so it was normal for her not to remember what the confessors looked like. 

But Lennon remembered the name and face of every person who had confessed to Mariela. 

So, when he saw Bryce with Mariela at the restaurant on Valentine’s Day, he felt a real sense of crisis. 

Recalling this, Lennon’s eyes darkened, “I didn’t expect that after all these years, you still haven’t given up.” 

Bryce smiled, calm as ever, “I have to thank Mr. Stark for giving me the opportunity.” 

Lennon narrowed his eyes warily, “Stay away from her.” 

Bryce raised an eyebrow slightly, “What right do you have to say that to me, Mr. Stark?” 

Lennon snorted, “You won’t have a chance. Mariela only has me in her heart.” 

Bryce wasn’t angered, remaining as composed as ever, “Then let’s wait and see.” 

That night, Mariela had a nightmare. 

In her dream, she was running across a desolate, endless wasteland. 

Behind her were vicious criminals. 

She ran desperately forward, but suddenly the scene shifted. Her neck was grabbed, and Nikolas’s face loomed large in front of her. His smile was cold and sinister, like a demon from hell coming to claim her life. 

Breathing became increasingly difficult. Just as she felt she was about to die, the scene changed again. She saw her sister Angelica tied to a chair, and Nikolas was pouring gasoline on her while laughing. 

“No! Stop!” Mariela screamed, “Don’t touch her! Stop!” 

Suddenly, Nikolas’s face twisted grotesquely, turning into Jakob. 

“Go to hell.” Jakob’s face twisted in rage, splashing concentrated sulfuric acid at her. 

Mariela screamed and woke up from the nightmare, sitting up in shock, drenched in cold sweat. 

The night was silent. 

In the darkness, the woman’s rapid breathing was especially clear. 

It took a while for Mariela to calm down.