Reborn of Kate by Isla Rainfield

Chapter 256 Unworthy 

Lucas peered through the rear–view mirror at Eric, his countenance troubled. “But Mr. Eric, your injury 

Eric’s visage remained glacial. “It is of no consequence 

Lucas hesitated, on the verge of speaking but choosing instead to swallow his words. 

He was well acquainted with Eric’s resolve. Once Eric had set his mind, no force could sway him, especially when it concerned Kate. 

Following Eric’s directive, the security detail swiftly converged towards Kate’s vicinity, discreetly positioning themselves to ensure her safety without her notice. 

Before long. Abigail’s car pulled up outside a Western restaurant. 

Exiting the vehicle, Abigail gracefully opened the back door and turned to Kate with a warm smil “Kate, we have arrived. A newly established Western dining establishment in the heart of Capital City. I assure you, you have not yet dined here.” 

Kate paused, surveying the restaurant with a slight pursing of her lips. 

Abigail was correct; this was unfamiliar territory. Lately, Eric had been immersed in his work, leaving them with scarce moments together, especially for dining out. 

Hm… if the cuisine proved delightful, perhaps she could bring Eric along next time. 

Lost in thoughts of Eric, Kate failed to notice Abigail’s meaningful gazes, her lips softly curved in a 

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“What are you 

are you pondering, Kate? Shall we enter?” Abigail’s smile widened as she gently tugged at Kate’s wrist, leading her inside. 

Kate frowned faintly, reflexively withdrawing her wrist from Abigail’s grasp. Meeting Abigail’s quizzical gaze, she pressed her lips together and responded lightly, “Let’s proceed.” 

Abigail’s smile broadened, refraining from further attempts to hold Kate’s hand as she guided her indoors. 

Shortly thereafter, the undercover guards, ensuring Kate’s security, discreetly entered the restaurant, seamlessly dispersing around her designated private dining area. 

Inside the secluded dining room, Abigail effortlessly placed orders for an array of dishes, then slid the menu towards Kate. “Kate, is there anything else you desire to savour?” 

Kate glanced over the menu casually, replying. The selections made suffice.” 

Yet… she lowered her gaze momentarily, a hint of uncertainty flickering within. 

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Chapter 256 Unworthy 

Was it mere happenstance? 

Knock, knock 

In a secluded chamber’s portal came a gentle tap, and forth glided a server bearing a tray. But ere she could advance, upon beholding Kate, her steps faltered abruptly. 

The visage of the server soured faintly as she approached the repast’s setting, head bowed, and placed the laden tray upon the table with a flat utterance, “The red wine as requested.” 

With those words quietly spoken, the server pivoted and departed. 

“Hmm?” Kate’s senses stirred at the sound, instinctively casting a glance towards the retreating figure. Though glimpsing only her profile, Kate discerned with precision, “Lana?” 

Instantly, Lana’s countenance contorted! 

Her form rigidified, and she spun to confront Kate, a cold sneer upon her lips, “Kate, you have come to deride me, have you not? To witness me thus, surely i brings you delight?” 

Kate knit her brow in thought, yet ere she could reply from across the room came Abigail’s voice, room came Abigail’s voice, frigid and authoritative, “Is this the manner in which you serve guests, as a maid? Extend your apologies to Kate!” 

Abigail’s keen and icy gaze bore down upon Lana, rendering her profoundly ill at ease. Lana’s fists clenched tightly, nails biting into her palms deeply. She glowered at Kate, ablaze with envy and rancour, displaying no inclination towards contrition 

With a resounding thud upon the table, Abigail rose to her feet, fixing Lana with a gaze even chillier, “If an apology is not forthcoming, I shall not hesitate to summon your overseer!” 

Lana bit her lip, reluctantly turning towards Kate, “I apologise.” 

Kate regarded Lana with frigid eyes, her tone measured, “You presume I have come to taunt you, but your assumption is misplaced. You… do not merit my attention.” 

With those words lingering, Kate averted her gaze nonchalantly from Lana, refusing to grant her further regard. 

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