When the Wind is Sweet: The Fairy Tale of Mr. and Mrs. Lancaster-Chapter 926: Awkward and Socially Dead
"Brother, she is indeed very beautiful and seems to have a good personality, but it’s also a fact that her origins are unknown," Rhiannon Xavier said with a clear mind. "Women understand women best, we really need to be cautious."
"She’s just living here, and hasn’t gotten into the company’s core," Nathan Xavier reminded, "I’ve already assigned someone to watch her 24/7, so you can rest assured."
What? Being watched 24/7?
Rhiannon Xavier is not foolish, she understands, is this secretly protecting her?
Nathan Xavier has never been too fond of this sister, without a specific reason, but today’s events made him feel that his years of intuition were not wrong.
He didn’t blame her, his tone was cool and detached—
"Gia’s arrival in father and mother’s hearts is no less than their fondness for you back then. You know mother has been missing my sister all these years, and now there’s a new emotional anchor, which is a good thing. After all, as they age, there will be fewer things that can make them happy."
Since Gia arrived at the mansion, mother’s mood seems to have improved, as if she has a new anchor.
Rhiannon knows this too, which is why she feels insecure.
Nathan Xavier hopes that for the sake of their parents, she can treat Miss Gia better, so that the Xavier Family doesn’t end up saving someone but then cannot accept them.
"I’ve decided not to go abroad anymore; I am willing to stay and spend more time with father and mother," Rhiannon declared, feeling very guilty, "These years of studying abroad, I really haven’t fulfilled my duties as a daughter."
Looking at her guilty expression, the man was unmoved. He merely glanced at her before preparing to step upstairs.
"Brother!" The girl hurriedly pulled him, "Brother!"
Nathan Xavier stopped, turned his gaze and saw her eyes filled with tears, her nose slightly sore as she said, "I’m sorry, it wasn’t intentional, I just care too much about you, I’m afraid she’ll take you away, so I have such hostility towards her. Please don’t tell mother about this today."
She didn’t want to ruin the image she had in her adoptive mother’s heart.
Nathan Xavier is a filial son, surely he wouldn’t want mother to be upset, so even if she hadn’t said this, he wouldn’t have spoken of it.
Gently brushing aside her hand, he kindly reminded, "Afraid she’ll take me away? So, in your understanding, I belong to you?"
Her pupils slightly constricted, meeting his gaze, she found it hard to respond.
Nathan Xavier told her clearly, "Rhiannon, listen carefully, it’s impossible between us, forever impossible."
Each word pierced her heart, just staring at her brother, Rhiannon Xavier pressed her lips together.
After a while, Nathan Xavier withdrew his gaze and started to walk upstairs.
The girl watched his tall, slender back with teary eyes, feeling a sudden pain in her heart, her body froze.
Truly awkward and disgraceful.
In the room where Gia was staying, she sat alone in the bedroom, her mind replaying the handsome appearance of Nathan Xavier, recalling the moments spent with him, his gentlemanly and gentle demeanor leaving a great impression.
A strange fondness and affection grew in her heart.
But she knew clearly her own identity, merely a girl of unknown background, she should keep a distance from Young Master Xavier to avoid gossip, which would be bad for him.
Moreover, angering Rhiannon Xavier would have no benefit.
Living in the mansion, she would be cautious.
Every day she’d cooperate by taking the medicine, hoping to remember something soon... an inner faith must be unwavering.
She sat down in the chair by the window, took out the new phone given by Young Master Xavier, and opened the Baidu search bar.
Searching for memories of lush green grass, a large courtyard with camphor trees, the returned images were still numerous...
But now she had the time, and without using someone else’s computer, she compared them very thoroughly and patiently.
She believed she could surely find something, it was just a matter of time.







