Chapter 1828

chapter1828

"Sorry I'm late."

Penelope slipped into her seat with a calm air, not a hint of yesterday's loss to Mirabella in her expression. Jaime shot her a quick glance, pleased with her composure. If she'd shown any signs of defeat, they might have had to rethink her position as the heir.

"Now that we're all here, let's cut to the chase," the elder announced, scanning the room before his gaze lingered momentarily on Mirabella. "Yesterday's test was just the basics; winning or losing wasn't the main point."

"As a future heir, your ability to handle issues trumps raw strength and is crucial for our family's future. That's why the guild task in the second round is the real test of your capabilities."

Nick's brow furrowed at this. The underlying message was clear: no matter how well you did in the first round, the second one was the real deal. Even topping the initial test meant nothing if you flunked the next.

This seemed aimed right at his sister, undercutting her strength and clearly favoring Penelope. Everyone knew Penelope lost to his sister yesterday, and besides, his sister hadn't really been involved in family matters much. How was she supposed to ace the guild task?

Nick's fists clenched, his face darkening, ready to speak up. But Mirabella, sitting right next to him, gently stopped him with a touch.

Nick turned to her, anger still simmering in his eyes. Mirabella gave him a soft smile, mouthing a silent message.

"Trust your sister."

Nick blinked, the message sinking in,

though his frustration lingered.

Thinking it over, he realized the whole heir selection was something these folks cooked up white Chester was down. Even if he called out the unfairness, they'd likely find another way to sideline him. Better to play it smart and wait for the right

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Nick unclenched his fists, calming himself. His sister had a knack for pulling off

miracles; maybe she'd turn the tables just like she did yesterday.

The elder noted Nick's intense anger

but was surprised when he seemed to accept the situation. It wasn't

typical for Nick to show c

restraint. But keeping things civil saved him from having to deal with

a scene.

With a slight smile, the elder turned his attention back to the task at hand. Raising his hand, he signaled for the tablet. The quild task would be decided by drawing fots, with varying levels of difficulty, and whether someone drew an easy task was all down to luck.

After laying out the task details, the elder slid the tablet over to Mirabella. "Miss Mira, you came out on top in the first assessment, so congrats-you get first dibs on the draw."

Mirabella raised an eyebrow, her gaze dancing over the lottery app on the tablet with a hint of amusement. "Well, I am lucky today."

The elder returned her smile. "It's the fair thing to do."

Mirabella picked up the tablet, her fingers gliding over the screen, and she gave a nod. The app was well-designed, and yep... pretty fair.