Under the Veil I Rule (Amara) novel Chapter 485

“You don’t need that,” Finnian said with a small smile. “If you want to learn how to prune, I can teach you.”

Finnian rarely smiled, but when he did, it was breathtaking. Amara caught a glimpse of it from the corner of her eye and had to fight the urge to stare.

His words left her momentarily stunned. “You know how to prune flowers, Mr. Everly?” A man of his stature, waited on by servants his whole life—how would he know how to do such manual work?

“I do,” he confirmed, his eyes distant with memory. “The first couple of years after I took over the Everly Group, the pressure was immense. Whenever I felt like I couldn’t go on, I’d come to the garden and watch the staff work. Over time, I picked up a few things.”

So Finnian also sought refuge in the garden when he was stressed? Amara was surprised they shared even this small similarity. But it was just one small thing, nothing more. She gave a small, self-deprecating smile.

As he spoke, Finnian took the shears from her hand and began expertly trimming the plant at their feet. His long, elegant fingers moved with precision as he explained the steps, his voice a low, magnetic hum. Even a simple task like pruning flowers looked captivating in his hands.

Amara realized that while she had first been drawn to Finnian’s character and aura, she was also deeply attracted to his appearance. It just hadn’t been her top priority. But that was all in the past. They were over. She quickly banished the stray thoughts and focused on his demonstration.

No, she couldn’t. After the failed kidnapping, Finnian had threatened her. The cruel things he’d said still stung, but his words had also instilled a genuine fear in her. She didn’t dare provoke him again by going after Amara directly.

So, she would have to change her target. Her eyes darkened as a new plan took shape. She would go after Liliana instead.

Emma considered her options. An idea, risky but brilliant, came to her. If it worked, the outcome would be everything she desired. A cold smile spread across her face as she picked up the phone and dialed Liliana’s number to explain her plan.