Reborn to Burn Them All novel Chapter 198

Chapter 198

As soon as the car stopped, Sophia couldn’t wait to hop out and sneakily follow along. White tailing then, the furtively milled out that phool appl photos and recording videos.

Noticing this, Dorian quielly tagged along too, thinking to himself, ‘Something big is definitely going down I can feet it?

With Vincent’s support, Heather entered a nearby cafe. They sat down facing each other. Vincent asked with concern, “Is your fost really okay! Do you want me to take you to the hospital?”

Heather blushed with embarrassment. She said, “I’m really fine, and it’s not all your fault. I’ve already called my driver. If you have something to do, feet free to go ahead.”

She had just stepped out of the salon, a bit distracted, when Vincent on an electric scooter bumped into her. She was wearing high heals and sprained her ankle. Vincent, looking genuinely sorry, said, “This isn’t right. Let me stay with you just in case.”

Heather met Vincent’s gaze as their eyes locked. He flashed her a bright, genuine smile that momentarily dazzled her. ‘He’s so radiant, she thought, quickly looking away as she picked up her coffee and took a sip to calm herself.

To ease the awkwardness, Heather asked casually, “Still in school, I guess?”

Vincent said with a bright smile, “Just call me Vincent. I’m 25, just graduated, aced the interview, and I start my new job tomorrow.”

Heather chuckled, “You’re twenty–five? That’s even younger than my son.”

Vincent looked really surprised and said, “But you look so young. If I didn’t know better, I’d think you’re still in your twenties.”

Heather was surprised for a moment, then smiled brightly, “You’re such a smooth talker!”

Vincent looked very sincere. “I’m telling the truth–you barely look older than me. If we walked out of here together, people would think we’re brother and sister.”

Heather’s heart fluttered at the sweet words–it had been a long time since anyone praised her. She thought, ‘These days, Jonathan barely can stand to see me, and Sophia even said I looked decades older. But Vincent is such a smooth talker.‘

They didn’t talk for long, but Heather was very charmed by Vincent’s sweet talk. With a smile, Vincent said, “Your driver isn’t here yet–why don’t you wait here for a bit?” Then he walked away.

Heather watched Vincent hurry off, lips parting slightly as she felt a sad feeling inside. But soon, he came back, holding a pair of flat shoes.

He bent down in front of Heather with a gentle smile. “Your ankle’s sprained–high heels aren’t a good idea right now. Try these instead.”

Heather stared blankly at Vincent, who was kneeling to change her shoes. Her heart started pounding.

Vincent looked up with a gentle, sincere smile. “Let me help you put these on,” he offered. Heather looked at his boyish face and couldn’t refuse. A strange feeling of guilt washed over her.

Vincent was a sunny, handsome, smooth–talking young man–and he was right in front of her. Not that she had any plans, but she felt Vincent knew how to charm with his words.

Heather glanced down at the perfect flats on her feet, a hint of surprise in her eyes. With a teasing smile, she said, “You’re more thoughtful than I expected. You must be used to taking care of your girlfriend, huh?”

Vincent scratched his head shyly and said, “I don’t have a girlfriend.”

Heather paused briefly, then smiled. “No girlfriend? That’s okay. A man should focus on his work first.”

Vincent nodded earnestly. “That’s exactly how I feel. I just started working and don’t have much savings yet. If I had a girlfriend now, she’d have to go

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through hard times with me.

He added, “I’d rather wait until I’m more financially stable before getting into a relationship,”

Heather already liked him a lot, and then her feelings for him grew even more. Just then, her driver arrived. Vincent said warmly, “Heather leader other on Facebook. If your foot gives you any trouble, just give me a shout.”

Heather thought he was responsible and added him on Facebook right away. It wasn’t until Heather left that Sophia finally appeared, with a playful smile on her lips.

Noticing Dorian’s eyes shining with curiosity as he looked her way, Sophia simpl

y said, “Back to campus.”

Back in the car, Sophia messaged Heather. She sent two photos of Heather and vidtogether.

Heather quickly called her via voice chat, her tone sharp: “Where did you get those photos? Were you following me?”

“Are you paranoid or what, Heather?” Sophia snapped impatiently. “Tell me, why we even follow you? What’s in it for me?”

Heather paused for a couple of seconds, then asked, “Then how do you explain these

photos?”

Sophia said, “Someone sent these to me–what can two photos really prove? But honestly, you look great when you smile in them.”

She teased, “Weren’t you at a beauty salon? Which place is that? It must be magic if it can tu

the clock twenty years.”

That was music to Heather’s ears. She couldn’t hide a smile. “It’s just my regular salon,” she said. “It’s really not that special.”

Sophia kept teasing, “But seriously, you look way younger in these photos! You should smile more–frowning all the time just makes you look older and less likable.”

With Vincent complimenting her on her youth earlier, and then Sophia saying the same, Heather couldn’t help but lift her chin, a happy smile spreading across her face.

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