Chapter 459

Elizabeth shot a cautious glance at Esme. Esme raised an eyebrow. "Relax, I'm not going to do anything. It's a pity; people are everywhere."

Elizabeth shrugged, not really scared. They both sat down. Kieran was off to the side, sipping his drink and occasionally glancing their way. Esme sat across from Elizabeth, arms crossed. Elizabeth leaned back in her chair, looking elegant and composed. Her dress today was far more sophisticated and beautiful than Esme's. Plus, with Elizabeth's pretty face, Esme was totally overshadowed. But Esme didn't care about that anymore.

Breaking the silence, Esme said, "Let's talk about Alexander's kidnapping." Elizabeth was momentarily stunned. She had never talked to Esme about it all these years. Esme smiled and asked, "In all these years, haven't you ever told Alexander how you saved him?"

Elizabeth squinted. Esme knew Elizabeth had saved Alexander. Back then, they were still good friends. After it happened, Elizabeth told Esme and Lila about it. Esme was shocked at the time, always saying Elizabeth was amazing for being willing to do anything for Alexander, but she didn't have that kind of courage. Compared to loving Alexander, Esme might love herself a bit more. In Esme's world, if Alexander were kidnapped and facing life and death, she wouldn't risk her own life to save him. Esme loved Alexander's face, his powerful status and wealth, and the Alexander that belonged to Elizabeth but not to herself.

"Never talked about it," Elizabeth said calmly, her gaze drifting towards the sea. Esme followed her gaze and asked, "Still afraid of the sea?"

"No," Elizabeth replied coldly. Esme laughed coldly. How could Elizabeth not be afraid?

Chapter 459

"No need to pretend to be tough in front of me," Essie said, as if she had seen through Elizabeth. Elizabeth's eyes gradually turned cold.

"Elizabeth, why don't you tell him?" Tame probed.

Elizabeth smiled. "Do you always have to talk about love when you like someone? Do you have to constantly remind someone you saved them?"

Esme shook her head. "But Elizabeth, Alexander doesn't even know it was you who saved him."

"Do I have to use that to keep him by my side?" Elizabeth retorted. Esme fell silent. But soon, she said, "As long as I keep him by my side, does it matter he doesn't love me?"

"Isn't that you now?" Elizabeth smiled. The exchange was like a war without smoke, very hostile. Esme clenched her right fist and thought, 'Yeah, that's me now. It doesn't matter if Alexander loves me, but he has to belong to me.'

"Esme, such feelings are meaningless. In the end, you'll end up like me, with nothing," Elizabeth put down her cup, looking like she was kindly reminding her. "Alexander is different from others. He only has himself in his heart."

"Do you think Alexander is a cold-blooded person?" Esme smiled. Elizabeth looked up. Wasn't he? Esme bit her lip, her voice heavy, "He can also have feelings for someone."

"Is it you? Is it me? Who do you think he will have feelings for?" Elizabeth's lips curled up, her tone full of sarcasm, extremely dismissive.