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Chapter 95
Just as Izzy was about to ask them why they were there, she felt to calm down. So, instead, she smiled at Pamella. “Miss Johnson looked at Liam, who was already observing her expression.
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am’s hand tighten around hers as if he was reminding her Mr. Weiss… this is indeed a surprise,” Izzy said as she
For some reason, Liam once again had that cold look in his eyes. Izzy’s fingers twitched in Liam’s grasp as Pamella took a for an invitation, Pamella glanced at the empty seats across
step closer, her smile as wide as it was forced. Withoutch up!
them and spoke. “Why don’t we join you? It’ll be fun to catch up
Calen gave a small nod, his lips curling faintly. “Of course. That sounds like a great idea.”
Hearing this, Izzy felt her stomach twist. First was the restaurant then… the park. Calen was clearly up to something! She silently gritted her teeth. The last thing she wanted was to sit through a meal with the two people she didn’t want to see. Before Pamella could take another step, Izzy stood abruptly, pulling her hand free from Liam’s. “Actually, you can have the table,” she said, forcing a polite smile. “We’ve already finished eating. You two can enjoy the view in peace.”
Pamella reached out, her perfectly manicured fingers curling around Izzy’s arm before she could move. “Oh, don’t be silly,” Pamella said sweetly. “This kind of coincidence must be fate. Why don’t we spend the day together? It’ll be more fun that way.”
Izzy tensed at the word “fate,” her forced smile faltering for a brief second. She was about to politely decline when Calen leaned forward, casually resting his arms on the back of one of the chairs.
“She’s right,” Calen said, his gaze landing squarely on Izzy. “Why not? After all, we’ve both moved on, haven’t we? The past doesn’t matter anymore.”
Izzy’s jaw tightened. She wanted to walk away, but the smug smile on Calen’s face made it impossible to ignore his arrogance. The man wanted to provoke her into agreeing. His smug expression, the subtle challenge in his posture—it all made her blood simmer.
Liam stood as well, his presence immediately reminding her that she was no longer alone. His sharp gaze flicked between Pamella and Calen, lingering on the latter for a moment too long.
Izzy exhaled through her nose, steadying herself. She met Calen’s gaze. “That’s true,” she said simply. “The past doesn’t matter.”
Pamella clapped her hands together, looking far too pleased. “Perfect! Then it’s settled. We’ll all explore the park together.”
“Sadly, we are on a date and were actually planning to do some things together,” Izzy said. “Liam and I planned this day to be perfect. We can’t actually let-”
Liam shifted closer to Izzy, his hand brushing lightly against her back. “Why don’t we let them join us?” he asked.
Izzy immediately turned toward him. What was he up to this time?
Liam leaned down slightly, his breath warm against Izzy’s ear as he murmured, “Trust me, a good show is coming. Just watch and enjoy.”
Izzy shot him a skeptical look, her eyebrows furrowing. “What are you up to?” she whispered, her eyes darting between him and the two people standing a few feet away.
Instead of answering, Liam gave her a faint smile and straightened, leaving her to figure it out for herself.
Chapter 95
Izzy turned back to Pamella and Calen, forcing a polite expression. “But you two haven’t had lunch yet. We’re already done. Are we really waiting an hour just to enjoy the park?”
Calen immediately waved off her comment, stepping forward. Launch doesn’t matter. What’s important is having fun.”
Izzy blinked, her eyes flicking to Pamella, whose overly cheerful expression faltered for a split second. The corners of her mouth twitched downward before she quickly corrected it. Izzy pretended not to notice.
She tilted her head. “Pamella, are you sure that’s all right?”
Pamella’s lips stretched into a smile that didn’t quite reach her eyes. “Of course! It’s no problem at all. Let’s just go enjoy the rides.”
With everyone in agreement, they made their way to the express train that would take them to the Thrill Mountains. The train was sleek and modern, with a few padded benches inside. As they boarded, Calen quickly slid into a seat by the window, leaving the spot next to him empty.
Pamella moved to sit beside him, but just as she was about to settle into the seat, Calen looked up at Liam. “Hey, why don’t you let Izzy sit here? Her foot, you know. Can’t have her standing for too long.”
Izzy’s mouth fell open slightly. Her foot was perfectly fine, and she could walk just fine. She glanced at Pamella, whose face had darkened almost comically. Pamella froze mid–motion, her hand gripping the seatback tightly.
There was a brief pause before Pamella turned to Calen, her smile rigid. “Actually, I should sit. Don’t forget, I had that skiing injury a few years ago.”
Without waiting for permission, she dropped herself into the seat, squashing Calen against the window. Her knee jostled against his, and her pointed shoe found its way to his foot with a hard stomp.
Calen winced, his hand clutching the edge of the seat. “Right. Your skiing injury. How could I forget?” he said flatly, scooting as far as he could toward the window to avoid further damage.
Izzy pressed her lips together to suppress a laugh, her eyes flicking to Liam, who looked far too amused by the situation. Liam leaned down slightly toward Izzy and whispered, “Told you it’d be worth it.”
Izzy shook her head, biting the inside of her cheek to keep herself from grinning. She stepped back and gestured. “Looks like we’ll just stand here instead.” To save space, there were only a couple of benches that were reserved for the old and the children. It would be best to just stand by the railing.
Izzy shook her head, biting the inside of her cheek to keep from grinning. She stepped back and gestured to the space around them. “Looks like we’ll just stand here instead.” The train had only a few benches reserved for the elderly and young children, leaving them no choice but to stand by the railing.
The train swayed lightly as it picked up speed, and Liam shifted closer, his hand brushing against hers as they both gripped the railing. “Don’t worry… I’m here,” he whispered, his voice low
Izzy tried to act indifferent, but when Liam casually wrapped one arm around her waist, as if shielding her from the crowd, she couldn’t help but let out a soft chuckle. Childish, she thought,
Pamella adjusted her position, crossing her legs and looking as if nothing had happened. Calen, meanwhile, rubbed his foot under the seat, his jaw tight.
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