Chapter 125: Saving a Lady
Nancy felt a flicker of discomfort when Ethan remained silent, his gaze distant and unresponsive. She quickly masked her unease with a gentle smile aimed at Jill. “So, Jill—any special plans for the holidays?” she asked, trying to keep the mood light.
Jill paused thoughtfully, her voice cool and detached as she answered, “Not really. Nothing in particular.”
Suddenly, Nancy’s eyes brightened with an idea. “Why don’t we all take a trip to the islands? The weather is absolutely perfect this time of year. What do you think?” Her tone was hopeful, eager to bridge the gap between them.
Her real intention was clear: by getting closer to Jill, she could inch closer to Ethan as well.
Joy quickly jumped in, her cheerful voice adding, “Yeah, that sounds fun! The more the merrier, right?”
Jill’s gaze shifted toward them, her expression icy and dismissive. “Sorry, not interested,” she said flatly.
It was obvious she held no fondness for Joy, nor for Nancy. She saw right through Nancy’s subtle attempts to cozy up to her brother, and she wasn’t about to let that happen.
Lilian observed the exchange with a faint, knowing smile but said nothing.
Nancy and Joy hadn’t anticipated such blunt rejection. Their faces tightened; Joy’s eyes dropped, a flicker of hurt crossing her features.
Carson frowned, stepping in with a protective tone. “Jill, Joy was just trying to be kind and help you feel comfortable. You don’t have to be so harsh.”
His words seemed to cut through Jill’s defenses, but her reply was sharp and cold. “Well, I’m sorry if I made things difficult for Joy. It must be hard sitting next to someone as rude as me.”
Before Carson could respond, Joy tugged his arm gently. “It’s okay, Carson. Jill’s still young and just speaks her mind without thinking. You should be more understanding as her big brother.”
Lilian couldn’t help but admire Joy’s skillful performance—playing the innocent, sweet girl who had Carson completely wrapped around her finger.
Jill let out a bitter laugh, her voice dripping with sarcasm. “I think Ms. Joy made a mistake. My brother’s right over there. Better not confuse the two. I don’t just call anyone my big brother.”
The atmosphere in the room grew thick with tension, and Ethan quickly intervened. “Enough, everyone. We came here to enjoy ourselves, not to argue over something so trivial. What’s the point?”
He was well aware of Jill’s feelings for Carson. Both families had once considered a match, but Carson had made it clear he only saw Jill as a sister, so that idea was abandoned. Still, Jill’s lingering attachment worried him.
Lilian picked up a can of beer from the table and handed it to Jill. “Here, have a drink. There’s still a lot for you to learn. Once you level up, you’ll handle those little monsters with ease.”
Jill laughed softly, the sound low enough that only Lilian could hear, but her smile was genuine and bright.



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