The Wife You Buried Is Back from Hell novel Chapter 648

Danielle lifted her eyes, staring at the man before her in disbelief.

Everything he’d just said—it all boiled down to one thing: he didn’t want her to leave Northridge.

But how did he even know she was planning to go? Her official transfer hadn’t been announced yet. Had he somehow gotten wind of it already? Or was he simply guessing, trying to scare her into staying?

People made their own paths—no one ever got anywhere just by being afraid to move. If she just stayed here, always hesitant and anxious, would that really make everything all right? She doubted it. Life was rarely that simple.

Danielle drew a deep breath, her eyes hardening with indifference. Looking at Alexander now, he seemed like a complete stranger.

“Alexander, what gives you the right?” Her voice was frigid. “You keep warning me about these so-called dangers, but you never say what they are or where they’re coming from. Why on earth should I trust you? Of all the people in my life, you’re the last one I’d ever believe.”

Her gaze and the air around her turned icy, as if she wanted to carve a clear line between them.

“Don’t flatter yourself. My life is none of your business.” Danielle’s tone was cold and final. “Whatever happens to me from now on, it has nothing to do with you.”

Alexander’s dark eyes flickered, his brow tightening almost imperceptibly.

He could clearly sense Danielle’s mood—she wanted nothing more to do with him.

Danielle noticed his silence. She didn’t hesitate.

“If you can’t bring me the answers I need, or the information I want, then don’t bother coming to see me again. There’s really nothing left for us to talk about.”

Danielle nodded, then asked, “Do you really know him?”

Nathan gave a wry grin. “To be honest, not really. But he’s my brother, so I know him in some ways, even if I don’t in others. They say brothers in wealthy families are born rivals, but I never saw it that way. Our father always favored Alex, and as for Bianca…”

Nathan trailed off, a resigned smile tugging at his lips. “She’s not my real mother, after all. The way we grew up decided everything. Alex’s childhood was happier than mine, but our father was strict with him—treated him like the heir apparent from the very start. I always knew the Davidson family would be his. I’ve never tried to compete.”

“Alex has always been disciplined—upstanding, really. That’s how our family raised him. But once he makes up his mind about something, he can go to extremes. I’ve done things that made him misunderstand me.”

Danielle frowned, puzzled. “What do you mean?”

Nathan continued, “It’s nothing major—just some misunderstandings. He’s convinced I’m the bad guy, so in his eyes, I’ll never be much more than that.”