Chapter 794

He halted. For one breathless moment, hope flared. Did she stop for him? But then he saw it. She wasn’t looking at him. She was staring at someone else.

Cole followed her gaze and saw her eyes fixed on Milton. Milton had just stepped out of the office building next to Nightfall, exchanging a few words with the man beside him. They shook hands, and then, without so much as a glance in their direction, Milton slid into his car. Moments later, the vehicle pulled away from the curb and sped off.

Abruptly, Elliana bolted after it. Cole’s brows drew together in confusion. Why was Lilah chasing Milton’s car? But the car was already gone, swallowed by the endless stream of taillights bleeding into the city night. There was no catching it.

Elliana slowed to a halt, panting, her eyes fixed on the place where the car had disappeared. Adah rushed over, breathless and bewildered. “Elliana, what’s going on? What happened?”

Elliana’s voice came out in a faint, tremulous whisper. “The resemblance…” She swallowed hard. “That man… He looks just like my mother.”

“That man resembles your mother?” Adah’s eyes flew wide with shock. Elliana’s mother was a dazzling beauty. The odds of a stranger sharing her features so perfectly were beyond coincidence—it had to be family.

The same thought ignited in Elliana’s and Adah’s minds, and both girls shared a look of barely contained excitement. Years had slipped by without a single promising lead, and suddenly, this one moment had changed everything.

“I managed to jot down his license plate!” Adah announced, breathless with overwhelming joy.

A grin spread across Elliana’s face. “Me too. Let’s run the plates later.”

“Perfect,” Adah agreed, grinning back.

Spotting Milton had scrubbed away every last trace of sadness from Elliana’s mind. In its place, exhilaration surged. The heavy knot in her chest dissolved, leaving her feeling sharp and clear.

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Her path wasn’t all about romance—it was about chasing after something bigger. She would never lose herself over heartbreak. Sorrow had no hold on her. She was Death Thorn. Trivial romance had no power to derail her.

Just then, Cole caught up and saw Elliana’s entire expression transformed by genuine happiness. The tight ache in his chest instantly soured into a profound wave of bitterness.

For a moment, he’d told himself she’d be torn up about him. He’d imagined it—maybe even hoped for it. But witnessing her light up at Milton’s appearance, and then seeing her chase after the car, drove a bitter envy right through him. Sarcasm spilled out before he could stop himself. “Already found someone new to obsess over, I see?”

Elliana met his gaze for a moment and then looked away, pointedly uninterested in engaging.

That only added fuel to Cole’s fire. His voice grew sharper, colder. “You don’t waste time, do you? It’s impressive how quickly some people can move on.”

Allan, who had followed Cole over, pressed his fingers to his forehead and let out a sigh.

Experience had taught Allan that Cole’s jealousy always showed itself like this—petty, obvious, and desperate.

The sting in Cole’s words stoked Elliana’s anger, but she refused to waste a single syllable on him. Instead, she shot him a glare fierce enough to cut glass and walked off.

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