A Reborn Bride Pearl Emerging from Dust novel Chapter 777

Portia glanced up, her eyes flashing with annoyance and a touch of concern for Mavis.

Uriah looked like he’d just bitten into a slice of burnt toast. His face soured instantly.

“I’m her mentor. Of course she should listen to me. Why would I ever hurt her?” he snapped.

Portia arched an eyebrow. “Aren’t you hurting her, though? We all know Norton’s a good guy—solid character, no red flags, loaded, good-looking, gentle as a lamb. What’s not to like?”

She leaned in, smirking. “Or is it that you, Mr. Stewart, say you don’t care about our Mavis, but deep down, you're head over heels? Is that why you can’t stand to see anyone else making a move on her?”

“If that’s the case, you’re way out of line as a mentor, aren’t you?” she teased. “You like her, but you won’t make it official!”

Uriah’s jaw clenched. “I do not like her like that! She’s my apprentice, that’s it. I’m just looking out for her. Since when do mentors fall for their apprentices?”

Portia shot him a look. “Oh, really? Then why do your actions say otherwise?”

Her words hit him one after another, like a rapid-fire round of Nerf darts, and Uriah’s expression went from pale to green. He barely touched his shepherd’s pie.

The whole table went quiet, the cheerful clinking of cutlery replaced by an awkward hush.

Mavis shifted in her seat, nervous. She quickly tried to change the subject. “Portia, let’s just eat, okay? You love this clam chowder. Have some more!” She shot Portia a pleading look.

Portia got the message. She’d said enough; one more jab and Uriah might actually explode.

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