His Coy Lover

The bodyguard quickly approached to push him away.

After they had moved a few meters away, Vinson turned back to Zelda and said, “Zelda, I still reserve the right to hold you accountable.”

With that, he left without looking back, leaving Peck and his family to breathe a sigh of relief.

Peck turned to Zelda and asked, “What did you and Vinson talk about? Did he still demand that you personally take care of him?”

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Zelda didn’t know why Vinson had changed his mind again.

“That’s good. Vinson and Charles are archenemies. If you were to take care of Vinson, it would be like slapping Charles in the face. We can’t have that. And if Vinson finds out about your relationship with Charles, he might use you against him. Zelda, stay away from Vinson in the future. This man is not someone we can afford to provoke,” Peck advised his daughter.

He feared that Vinson might discover Zelda’s relationship with Charles and try to use her against him.

“Dad, I know. I don’t want to provoke Vinson. It’s just a coincidence every time,” Zelda replied, suspecting Vinson’s intentions but unable to find evidence because each encounter seemed genuinely coincidental, and Vinson never showed any interest in her.

Even when he helped her demand an apology from Frank at the Granger family, he didn’t even look at her.

In Yemmy’s presence, he showed respect to Yemmy and didn’t favor Zelda.

From all indications, he didn’t seem to be deliberately getting close to her.

“Dad, are we really going to cooperate with the Rovella?” Zelda asked.

“Vinson used you to threaten me. I have to consider it carefully,” Peck replied.

He was concerned that if Vinson discovered Zelda’s relationship with Charles, he might try to use her against him.

“If we have to, then we’ll cooperate. If it weren’t for you marrying Charles, the Roscente would be honored to cooperate with the Rovella. It’s something we’ve been hoping for-the Rovella showing respect to the Roscente,” Peck explained.

Now that he was Charles’s father-in-law, he had to consider Charles in his decisions.

“I’m sorry, Dad. It’s my fault. I didn’t even tell you and Mom before I decided to marry Charles,” Zelda apologized, feeling guilty. Charles had been efficient in getting the marriage registered immediately after she agreed, leaving her no chance to regret it.

Of course, she didn’t regret it either.

Peck sighed. “Although you didn’t grow up with us, in the year or so since you came back, I’ve realized that you’re a sensible child, not the reckless type. Your mother said you were because of a nightmare. Whether that’s true or not, you chose your path, and now you have to stick to it.”

“In your future life, you will encounter many ups and downs, many storms. Your mom and I won’t always be by your side. You’ll have to rely on yourself. I just hope that whatever you do, you’ll be able to look back without regrets and not let yourself down.”

Zelda’s expression turned serious, and she said earnestly, “Dad, I understand.”

When she had just returned from her rebirth, Zelda used to think that her father only valued the company’s future and didn’t have much genuine affection for his own daughter, Elle. But now, listening to her father’s heartfelt words, Zelda felt his concern, realizing that he did have love for his biological daughter.

If her father truly had no love for her, he wouldn’t have been killed by Elle in her previous life.

Zelda felt ashamed of her previous misunderstandings about her father.

“Alright, let’s not talk about this anymore. Honey, come and have a look. These are the clothes our daughter bought for both of us,” Peck called his wife to look at the clothes.

Chris smiled with delight, “Zelda bought clothes for Mom too?”

Zelda picked up the clothes again and handed them to her parents. “Mom, have a look and see if they fit. I bought them according to your size. I’m not sure if you’ll like this style, but I noticed that your wardrobe has similar styles.”

“I like them. As long as they’re from you, I’ll like them,” Chris said, her smile never fading as she examined the clothes.

“Zelda, why don’t you stay for dinner? Mom will start cooking now,” Chris suggested.

“Mom, I’ll help you,” Zelda offered.

While Zelda had promised Charles that she would return to have dinner with him, she found it hard to refuse her parents, so she decided to have a bit of food at her parents’ house first before rushing back to be with Charles.

Chris didn’t object, and the mother and daughter went into the kitchen together.

Peck couldn’t help in the kitchen, so he sat down in the living room, reading the newspaper. Hearing the laughter and chatter coming from the kitchen, Peck suddenly felt that this kind of life was very happy.

Just one thing was missing-Elle wasn’t at home.