Falling For My Ex's Uncle - Chapter 499: Chapter 499
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The news of the Herrera Group changing its designated heir somehow spread rapidly throughout the elite social circles.
Numerous entertainment publications and tabloid reporters stationed themselves outside the gates of Honeydew Estate.
When Alex returned home that evening, the exhaustion on his face was unmistakable.
I could easily imagine the rumors he must have heard when he showed up at the company today.
Just as he sat down at the dining table, ready to enjoy his dinner, his phone suddenly rang.
I glanced at the screen instinctively. The moment I saw the name Samantha Harvey, an inexplicable feeling welled up inside me.
Alex answered the call, and in an instant, his calm expression shifted. His brows knitted slightly, and a hint of worry flashed through his eyes.
"Samantha, don't worry. I'll be there right away," he reassured her. His deep and magnetic voice carried a gentleness that seemed almost tangible. His concern made my heart tighten.
After ending the call, he turned to me and explained, "Samantha went to Chapney Mansion to find me but ran into reporters."
There was a soothing quality in Alex's gentle voice, yet to me, it felt like mockery.
It was already so late, and Samantha went to Chapney Mansion without informing anyone? This clearly wasn't the first time. Otherwise, the security guards at the entrance wouldn't have let her in so easily.
More importantly, considering her prestigious status, those reporters wouldn't dare to offend her.
Not to mention, Hector was also there—if anything had really happened, he could have handled it. But instead, she called Alex.
The reason was obvious: she was doing everything she could to make him go to her.
I had always turned a blind eye to the women who surrounded Alex, as long as they didn't provoke me.
But this time, even though Samantha hadn't openly challenged me, her actions felt like a silent declaration of war, as if she were trying to prove her place in Alex's heart.
On the surface, Samantha was well-educated, gentle, and elegant, but I knew the truth—she was cunning and ruthless.
Even though Alex was fully aware that she wasn't a kind person, he still kept in frequent contact with her.
Sometimes, I even wondered If Lena hadn't initially favored me, perhaps Alex and Samantha would have already ended up together.
After all, their looks and status were a perfect match.
"Samantha has never liked those reporters," Alex said hesitantly, his gaze carrying a trace of helplessness.
I pressed my lips into a smile, but it was tinged with bitterness.
She didn't like reporters? If that were truly the case, why would she walk right into their trap at this particular moment? I knew exactly what she was doing.
This was the first time I had ever tried to make him stay.
"Why don't you finish dinner before you go?" I tried to keep my voice steady, but inside, my emotions churned violently.
But in the end, I still couldn't make him stay.
Of course not. I was just a wife he had purchased with money. How could I possibly expect him to have any real attachment to me?
After Alex left, a message popped up on WhatsApp.
[So what if Alex married you? The moment I need him, he will choose me without hesitation, just like before.]
It was from Samantha. Seeing her message, I couldn't help but laugh at myself—laugh at my own arrogance and delusions.
To outsiders, Alex seemed to dote on me endlessly. He had given me an expensive jade bracelet and even risked his life to save me.
But only I knew the truth—that so-called love and affection were nothing more than an illusion.
How could he ever truly love a woman who had once almost married his nephew? Especially one as vain, materialistic, and heartless as me?
I ignored Samantha's message, acting as if I couldn't be bothered to respond.
But deep down, I was unsettled—afraid that she would easily pierce through my carefully maintained facade and expose the vulnerability I tried so hard to conceal.
"Laurel, why does Mr. Herrera insist on going to see Samantha?" Sophina furrowed her brows in confusion and asked.
Her eyes shimmered with curiosity as if she couldn't comprehend Alex's actions.
"The reporters are all waiting for the Herrera family to announce. They're eager to turn Mr. Herrera into a joke," she added anxiously.
I picked up a piece of steak and placed it in my mouth, but it was tasteless. What should have been a rich, tangy flavor now felt like chewing wax.
"Laurel, is the Herrera family really going to change its heir?" Sophina asked again, her eyes filled with both curiosity and worry.
The truth was that the Herrera family had never publicly acknowledged Alex as the rightful heir to the Herrera Group, so there was no question of his replacement in the first place.
What I didn't understand was why Samantha was so unconcerned about the inheritance issue. If she knew about Alex's injured leg and how precarious his position was, why was she so fixated on taking him away from me instead?
Would she really be willing to marry a man who had nothing?
If that were the case, I had underestimated the depth of Samantha's devotion to Alex.
My grip on my fork tightened slightly. With a quiet sigh, I slowly raised my head to look at Sophina and simply said, "I don't know."
Sophina slumped her shoulders and sighed, "I saw Leah acting all smug yesterday. Could she really become the heir to Herrera Group?"
There was a trace of concern in her voice as if she was wary of Leah.
"Don't worry. It won't be her," I said, shaking my head slightly, my tone unwavering.
"Why?" Sophina pressed, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. "But now that I think about it, the Herrera family has more than just one son. No matter what, Leah won't be next in line!" A sudden realization dawned on her, and her voice carried newfound confidence.
I chuckled softly, my gaze deep and steady. "Even if Leah were to become the heir, you have nothing to worry about."
"How could I not worry? The Herrera family's young lady is notorious for holding grudges," Sophina inhaled deeply, trying to steady her voice. "If she really becomes the heir, she will definitely go after Mr. Herrera."
Her concern wasn't unfounded. No one knew Leah's temperament better than she did.
Slowly, I lifted my head, letting my gaze settle on Sophina's round, youthful face. In a low voice, I reassured her, "Don't worry. The heir to the Herrera family will only be Alex."
"But everyone outside is saying that Mr. Herrera's injured leg has rendered him unfit to inherit. That means he can't possibly be the next heir," Sophia stated.
She hesitated after speaking, realizing her words were inappropriate. She immediately shut her mouth.
A faint bitterness surged in my heart, but I forced a lighthearted smile, "Alex will definitely be the heir."
Numerous entertainment publications and tabloid reporters stationed themselves outside the gates of Honeydew Estate.
When Alex returned home that evening, the exhaustion on his face was unmistakable.
I could easily imagine the rumors he must have heard when he showed up at the company today.
Just as he sat down at the dining table, ready to enjoy his dinner, his phone suddenly rang.
I glanced at the screen instinctively. The moment I saw the name Samantha Harvey, an inexplicable feeling welled up inside me.
Alex answered the call, and in an instant, his calm expression shifted. His brows knitted slightly, and a hint of worry flashed through his eyes.
"Samantha, don't worry. I'll be there right away," he reassured her. His deep and magnetic voice carried a gentleness that seemed almost tangible. His concern made my heart tighten.
After ending the call, he turned to me and explained, "Samantha went to Chapney Mansion to find me but ran into reporters."
There was a soothing quality in Alex's gentle voice, yet to me, it felt like mockery.
It was already so late, and Samantha went to Chapney Mansion without informing anyone? This clearly wasn't the first time. Otherwise, the security guards at the entrance wouldn't have let her in so easily.
More importantly, considering her prestigious status, those reporters wouldn't dare to offend her.
Not to mention, Hector was also there—if anything had really happened, he could have handled it. But instead, she called Alex.
The reason was obvious: she was doing everything she could to make him go to her.
I had always turned a blind eye to the women who surrounded Alex, as long as they didn't provoke me.
But this time, even though Samantha hadn't openly challenged me, her actions felt like a silent declaration of war, as if she were trying to prove her place in Alex's heart.
On the surface, Samantha was well-educated, gentle, and elegant, but I knew the truth—she was cunning and ruthless.
Even though Alex was fully aware that she wasn't a kind person, he still kept in frequent contact with her.
Sometimes, I even wondered If Lena hadn't initially favored me, perhaps Alex and Samantha would have already ended up together.
After all, their looks and status were a perfect match.
"Samantha has never liked those reporters," Alex said hesitantly, his gaze carrying a trace of helplessness.
I pressed my lips into a smile, but it was tinged with bitterness.
She didn't like reporters? If that were truly the case, why would she walk right into their trap at this particular moment? I knew exactly what she was doing.
This was the first time I had ever tried to make him stay.
"Why don't you finish dinner before you go?" I tried to keep my voice steady, but inside, my emotions churned violently.
But in the end, I still couldn't make him stay.
Of course not. I was just a wife he had purchased with money. How could I possibly expect him to have any real attachment to me?
After Alex left, a message popped up on WhatsApp.
[So what if Alex married you? The moment I need him, he will choose me without hesitation, just like before.]
It was from Samantha. Seeing her message, I couldn't help but laugh at myself—laugh at my own arrogance and delusions.
To outsiders, Alex seemed to dote on me endlessly. He had given me an expensive jade bracelet and even risked his life to save me.
But only I knew the truth—that so-called love and affection were nothing more than an illusion.
How could he ever truly love a woman who had once almost married his nephew? Especially one as vain, materialistic, and heartless as me?
I ignored Samantha's message, acting as if I couldn't be bothered to respond.
But deep down, I was unsettled—afraid that she would easily pierce through my carefully maintained facade and expose the vulnerability I tried so hard to conceal.
"Laurel, why does Mr. Herrera insist on going to see Samantha?" Sophina furrowed her brows in confusion and asked.
Her eyes shimmered with curiosity as if she couldn't comprehend Alex's actions.
"The reporters are all waiting for the Herrera family to announce. They're eager to turn Mr. Herrera into a joke," she added anxiously.
I picked up a piece of steak and placed it in my mouth, but it was tasteless. What should have been a rich, tangy flavor now felt like chewing wax.
"Laurel, is the Herrera family really going to change its heir?" Sophina asked again, her eyes filled with both curiosity and worry.
The truth was that the Herrera family had never publicly acknowledged Alex as the rightful heir to the Herrera Group, so there was no question of his replacement in the first place.
What I didn't understand was why Samantha was so unconcerned about the inheritance issue. If she knew about Alex's injured leg and how precarious his position was, why was she so fixated on taking him away from me instead?
Would she really be willing to marry a man who had nothing?
If that were the case, I had underestimated the depth of Samantha's devotion to Alex.
My grip on my fork tightened slightly. With a quiet sigh, I slowly raised my head to look at Sophina and simply said, "I don't know."
Sophina slumped her shoulders and sighed, "I saw Leah acting all smug yesterday. Could she really become the heir to Herrera Group?"
There was a trace of concern in her voice as if she was wary of Leah.
"Don't worry. It won't be her," I said, shaking my head slightly, my tone unwavering.
"Why?" Sophina pressed, her eyes gleaming with curiosity. "But now that I think about it, the Herrera family has more than just one son. No matter what, Leah won't be next in line!" A sudden realization dawned on her, and her voice carried newfound confidence.
I chuckled softly, my gaze deep and steady. "Even if Leah were to become the heir, you have nothing to worry about."
"How could I not worry? The Herrera family's young lady is notorious for holding grudges," Sophina inhaled deeply, trying to steady her voice. "If she really becomes the heir, she will definitely go after Mr. Herrera."
Her concern wasn't unfounded. No one knew Leah's temperament better than she did.
Slowly, I lifted my head, letting my gaze settle on Sophina's round, youthful face. In a low voice, I reassured her, "Don't worry. The heir to the Herrera family will only be Alex."
"But everyone outside is saying that Mr. Herrera's injured leg has rendered him unfit to inherit. That means he can't possibly be the next heir," Sophia stated.
She hesitated after speaking, realizing her words were inappropriate. She immediately shut her mouth.
A faint bitterness surged in my heart, but I forced a lighthearted smile, "Alex will definitely be the heir."
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