The Road to Rebirth Her Fresh Start and His Late Sorrow novel Chapter 196

Judson's smirk was almost tangible as he pulled out his phone. "Take a look at this," he said, his voice dripping with mischief.

Cyrus' eyes darted to the screen, and what he saw made his blood boil. The video showed Judson with his arm around a peacefully sleeping Nancy, her head resting gently on his shoulder. She looked serene, like she was in the middle of a dream about puppies or a never-ending supply of her favorite chocolate.

In the video, Judson chuckled softly, whispering to the camera, "Just documenting this moment. Nancy's been such a sweetheart today, I just adore her~"

Before Cyrus could fully process what he was seeing, Judson locked the phone and tucked it back into his pocket, his eyes glinting with amusement as they met Cyrus' furious gaze. "Did you see that? Videos like this are the real deal. Your photos? Total fakes."

"Judson!" Cyrus' voice was a roar of anger, his mind replaying the image of Nancy snuggled against Judson. The fact that their clothes were neatly folded off to the side only added fuel to his rage.

In an instant, all of Cyrus' composure shattered. He swung a fist toward Judson, ready to land a punch.

Judson deftly sidestepped, throwing an elbow in return. "Cyrus, you sneaky bastard! How dare you start a fight!" Lenard shouted, his voice echoing as he rushed up the stairs, ready to intervene without a second thought.

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"Miss Lena, meet Ramona, a long-time friend from The NY Group. Ramona, this is Lena, the rising star designer from Ardenweald," the introduction was smooth, but Nancy's attention was captivated by the woman in front of her.

Ramona wore a sleek, cobalt blue dress that seemed to be a nod to classic Hollywood glamour. She was around thirty, with striking features and eyes that seemed to have a story of their own—a mix of warmth and a hint of something distant, almost intimidating.

Nancy wasn't the only one sizing up the other. Ramona's gaze was equally appraising, filled with nothing but admiration.

Their eyes met, and both women broke into genuine smiles.

Nancy extended her hand. "Hello, Lena."

"Hello, Ramona." Ramona took Nancy's hand firmly, holding it a moment longer than the usual handshake.

"Miss Lena, I've seen the seasonal jewelry showcases by The Sandro Group and I must say, I'm thoroughly impressed. Meeting you is truly meeting a genius."

"You're too kind, Miss Ramona. Your entertainment company has nurtured so many talented actors and your dedication to supporting underprivileged areas is nothing short of genius in my book."