Chapter 169
Chapter 169:
Kailey nodded. After a pause, she asked quietly, “When can we take care of the paperwork p>
Lionel had not expected such a direct question. Over the past few days, she had been gentle and compliant, accepting everything without protest or doubt. Why was she suddenly pressing the issue now?
He studied her with mild curiosity. Her face showed no particular emotion — her eyes were clear and steady, filled with sincerity and an almost disarming calm.
“The paperwork can be handled anytime, but…” He smiled, though hesitation crept into his voice. “Kailey, I think it would be better if I managed the mountain for you. You’re still young, and you don’t know much about these things. Letting it sit there would be a waste. I understand business, and I know how to turn land like that into something valuable. Don’t worry — every cent earned would belong to you. Don’t you trust me p>
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Kailey looked at the face in front of her. It felt familiar, yet distant at the same time. She stayed silent. Should she trust him? She wanted to. But she also knew how fragile trust could be when tested. “Uncle, I p>
Lionel didn’t let her finish. His smile softened, and his tone grew gentle. “There’s no need to rush your answer. Go home and think it over. See if what I’m saying makes sense to you. We have plenty of time.” He reached over and refilled her cup, smoothly steering the conversation elsewhere.
By the time they finished talking, Kailey never got another chance to mention the paperwork. It was not hard to understand why. Even if the land was just an undeveloped mountain, it still held valuable resources. Lionel had delayed returning to the country for so long — he must have already worked out a way to make the inheritance profitable while convincing her to hand it over willingly. The only question was what exactly he was planning.
Unable to uncover any clear solution, Kailey eventually abandoned the spiral of thoughts and poured her attention into the tasks piled before her. Love, life, career — surely at least one path would eventually unfold the way she hoped.
Two full days had slipped by without a single message from Kyson. She toyed with the idea of calling him, only to dismiss it with a quiet sigh, assuming his schedule must be overwhelming — otherwise he would have reached out first. That small, logical reassurance curled into a wry smile at the corner of her lips.
Stepping out after work, she made her way home beneath a sky stained in muted gray. Chill winds pushed scattered leaves across the pavement while uniformed sanitation workers swept them into neat piles, their misty breaths drifting upward like pale smoke, mirroring the subdued heaviness in her chest. The approach of Christmas lingered in the air, carrying with it a faint, almost superstitious hope that warmer days would eventually return.
Leaning back into her seat, Kailey raised the volume on the music and let the steady rhythm soften the tight knot in her shoulders.