Chapter 434 Treasure

Damn.

Mr. Woodward sure spoils people.

Could she be… the woman Mr. Woodward has his eye on?

Everyone who worked at the Woodward Group was sharp as a tack.

A thousand possibilities popped into her head in an instant.

Tilda looked on, saying nothing.

Come to think of it, when did Una and Alfie get so close?

They were already bantering like this.

Since Tilda was reborn, she had been helping Una fight her social anxiety.

She’d pulled her into better circles and tried to turn Una into a stronger, higher-quality woman, not to snag some prize husband, but to give Una the skills to protect herself and build her own life.

Still…

Even as her best friend, Tilda had no clue how Una ended up so familiar with Alfie.

Was Una being stolen away behind her back?

“Tilda, let’s drop our bags! Today’s on Alfie–everything. We’re going to eat, sleep, and play like queens. Pick the most expensive stuff!”

“Mr. Woodward, you don’t mind, do you?”

“I don’t mind. Spend however you want. Honestly, I make money faster than you can burn it.”

“So cocky? Hell yes. Tilda, then we absolutely cannot hold back!”

“… Okay.”

Tilda clearly heard the fondness in Alfie’s voice.

That fondness was aimed at Una.

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Because things between Tilda and Jude had escalated so fast, she could tell – Alfie’s tone was flirting somewhere between friend and something more.

She wanted to smack her own forehead.

Should she be calling Alfie and Jude kindred spirits?

Even the way they treated girls was alarmingly similar.

Her best friend could read other people’s feelings like a pro.

But when it came to her own feelings, she was hopeless.

Una and Alfie kept trading teasing insults like it was nothing.

If Tilda hadn’t been there, Una would probably have been sold out and still be counting the money for him.

Once they reached the room, Una dropped her bag and exploded.

“Wow–Tilda, this room is amazing. It’s huge and totally Endralsia-style. There’s even a fireplace–how cool is that?”

Una bounded around, looking left and right like a kid let loose in a candy store.

The place was so big that she hadn’t even finished exploring after ten minutes.

She glanced out the window at the view – forest dusted with silver frost, a lake frozen over, a stream just beginning to break through, a bridge, and smoke curling up from the village below the estate.

Tilda moved to Una’s side, and Una leaned her head against Tilda’s shoulder out of habit.

“This is incredible, Tilda. No wonder Woodward Group’s flagship resort has such a reputation."

“To come here and get to eat, drink, and relax for free–wow, God’s been good to us.”

Tilda poked Una lightly on the forehead. “You’re the heiress of the Colon family, act like it. Why do you act like you’ve never seen the world?”

“I’m definitely not as impressive as you or Alfie. A stay at a place like this starts at tens of thousands, and you have to book in advance.

“Not to mention the rooms with the best views and the biggest space–you need cash and Woodward connections to stay here.”

“Tilda… I realize all the changes in my life came from you. You’re my lucky star – my super lucky charm!”

Una rubbed against Tilda like a cat, eyes brimming with longing happiness as her fingertips traced lightly.

Her eyes sparkled like stars.

A year ago, Una would never have imagined she’d be like this.

She’d gone from a shy wallflower to someone who could act boldly in front of Alfie.

All of it was the change Tilda had brought into her life.

“I’m really the luckier among us.

“Una, you were the one who stayed with me at the start, supporting me.

“When the Jensons disgusted me and filled me with hatred and rage, you kept me grounded and helped me do what actually needed doing.

“No matter what I decided, you backed me, and you brought me into your home so I finally felt a family’s warmth.

“Una, you promised that even if the whole world stood against me, you’d stand by my side and fight without hesitation.

“And I would do the same for you.”

Tilda reached up and smoothed Una’s hair.

Her eyes were full of tenderness.

She would never forget this: cutting ties with the Jensons, walking away from that hell of demons and dark emotions.

It was Andy and Una’s company that helped Tilda survive those brutal early days after rebirth.

Now, Tilda had even more people she treasured.

Her life would be smoother and better from here on.

She would never again become the furious, destructive version of herself who existed for the Jensons.