Love and Devotion No Longer His to Claim (Angela and Dexter) novel Chapter 151

Angela frowned and said, "Then go by yourself. I won't join you."

It was absurd. She still had nightmares about the last incident and couldn't stomach the thought of dining with someone as abnormal as Trevor.

"Grandma's been unwell, and Grandpa wants everyone to show support. Just think of it as a casual meal," Dexter said, his tone softening.

Angela sighed. "Nope."

"A hundred-thousand-dollar reward," Dexter said, placing his hands on his hips and pacing the living room. He knew he had no choice but to dangle money in front of her again.

Angela didn't refuse immediately. Instead, she replied, "Let me be clear—if Natalie or that fool steps out of line, I'm leaving. Immediately."

Dexter's gaze was heavy with mixed emotions. After a pause, he nodded. The irony of their relationship wasn't lost on him—it felt like a business arrangement.

"By the way..." Angela hesitated, something clearly on her mind.

"What?" Dexter prompted.

"Nothing."

"You're holding back, and it's annoying." His expression darkened, his mood souring.

Angela replied as she ate, "We've got about two years and ten months left on this contract. During that time, you should start looking for a potential wife. With your charm, finding someone suitable shouldn't be too hard."

Dexter's face grew frosty, and he stayed quiet for a while. When he finally spoke, his voice was sharp. "That's none of your business."

She had to be unwell—there was no other way. If she wasn't, Trevor would never have a chance to join the Bamford family properly.

"Grandma, you're the only one who truly loves me," Trevor said, his eyes reddening and his voice trembling. "I promise I'll take care of you."

Natalie's heart swelled at his words, and her spirits lifted almost immediately.

Trevor stayed with her for half an hour before leaving. As he stepped out of the room, his expression shifted. The tender, sympathetic mask he had worn moments ago vanished, replaced by a cold, calculating demeanor.

His pale skin, untouched by sunlight, gave him a vampiric allure while his softly tinted pink lips curved into a unique smile. Handsome as he was, there was an icy distance to him that made others uneasy.

Trevor descended the wooden spiral staircase to his room on the first floor, an eastern suite overlooking a red rose garden.