The Second Act Revenge (Oneida and Jackson) novel Chapter 319

Chapter 319 

Hearing the name Cecc. Oneida’s gaze turned fierce in an instar That name, of course, was more than familiar to Oneida. Before she returned to reclaim her place in the Chaser family, before she took on the name Oneida, she was called Cece. Oneida stared at the girl in front of her, her eyes deep with thought. She couldn’t shake the feeling that this girl was extraordinary. She thought, ‘Why does she have a pair of eyes that resemble my own so closely, and why is her name also Cece? What kind of hidden connection could there be between this girl and me?’ 

“Ida, what’s up with you?” Jackson’s soft, soothing voice echoed in her ear. He observed Oneida closely, his gaze profound. 

Oneida snapped out of her reverie and looked towards Jackson without thinking. “It’s nothing.” She shook her head and remained silent. 

But Jackson suddenly extended his hand, softly tousling Oneida’s hair with a tender gesture. “Do you remember what I once told you?” His words were soft, his lips barely moving, eyes glued to her, shimmering like the deep ocean. Jackson feared Oneida might overthink about seeing Cece, so he felt compelled to reaffirm his feelings. Before going to meet Cece, he had reminded Oneida that he only had feelings for her. Now, seeing Oneida’s thoughtful expression, Jackson, who was usually detached and unsympathetic, was uncharacteristically worried. 

Caught off guard by the head tousle, Oneida was slightly dazed. She thought, ‘Why does he always have this urge to pat my head?” “Of course, I remember,” replied Oneida. “I just think that your friend looks a bit familiar,” Oneida added, throwing another glance at Cece. 

“You think I look familiar?” Cece overheard and couldn’t help but widen her eyes, her curiosity piqued. “Do you know me?” she pouted and asked, “I can’t remember a lot of things, maybe we’ve met before.” 

Oneida pursed her lips, remaining silent. She didn’t like this girl named “Cece“. “I’m a bit tired and want to head back to rest, Oneida said, her eyes falling slightly as she suddenly turned and strode toward the staircase. 

“Wait, Ida…” Jackson’s lips parted, calling after her almost instinctively. 

“Jackson, does she not like me?” Cece suddenly reached out, grabbing Jackson’s arm. 

Jackson had intended to follow Oneida, but Cece’s action forced him to stop in his tracks. “No, that’s not it,” he said, turning to look at Cece with a stern tone. 

“Then why would she…” Cece frowned, her voice filled with displeasure. 

“Don’t overthink it,” Jackson urged softly. “She’s not like that. She’s really nice.” After speaking, he turned to Victor, “Take Cece to her room, make sure she’s well taken care of.” 

“Got it,” Victor nodded, then stepped forward to approach Cece. 

But Cece seemed reluctant, clinging tight to Jackson’s arm, “Jackson, weren’t you supposed to play with me? I want you to stay with me.”