The Second Act Revenge (Oneida and Jackson)
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Just now, she vaguely heard Jackson and Bella seemingly talking about something.

She always had good hearing, but the structure of this coffee lounge obviously had some secrets, boasting an excellent soundproofing effect.

This prevented Oneida from hearing the voices inside.

As she neared, the voices suddenly disappeared.

Oneida's frown deepened even more.

At this moment, in the coffee lounge.

Bella stood upright, her expression lonely and gloomy.

She was stunned for a moment.

Then, in a daze, she walked towards the main entrance. Unexpectedly, through the small glass window at the entrance of the coffee lounge, she saw a partial silhouette of Oneida.

This glass, made of a unique material, allowed those inside to see out, not vice versa. Bella's eyes darkened, suddenly filled with a strong surge of resentment and frustration. The pain provoked by Jackson just now, she really wanted to vent it all on Oneida. "This Oneida... Why does she deserve this!' she thought hatefully.

Suddenly, an idea flashed through Bella's mind.

She clenched her fist tightly.

Her expression gradually grew calm.

A sneer unintentionally crossed her lips.

"Jackson," Bella said to the air in front of her, her voice sweet as if Jackson himself was still there, "I know you still can't forget me, right?"

Outside the door, Oneida, this time, finally heard the voices in the coffee lounge.

Bella's words were crystal clear to her.

"You treat Oneida so well because of me, right? Her eyebrows and eyes... look a lot like mine... Looking at her face, do you think of me?" With vivid emotions and expressions, Bella performed her best acting skills ever, staging a grand show for Oneida alone. Listening, Oneida's face turned pale for a moment.

Her and Bella's eyebrows...seemed to be a slight resemblance.

But, overall, she didn't look much like Bella...

Oneida's fingers tightened subconsciously, and she turned her head in panic, hurrying back the way she came,

She feared that by staying there any longer, she might hear words that would shock and upset her. Jackson, did he know Bella?

They must have known each other for quite some time, maybe even before he knew her...

This feeling irked Oneida deeply.

During the time without her involvement, something might have happened between Jackson and Bella, but s. Oneida was somewhat flustered.

Her face appeared calm, but her mind was a tangled mess

Usually, she was an indifferent and rational leader, but her emotions were violently tugged at this moment. 1/3

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This made her somewhat lose her composure,

Dazed, she returned to her bedroom.

It was still empty.

Of course, Jackson was not there, he was still meeting with Bella.

Oneida sat on the edge of the bed with a solemn face, her mind elsewhere.

It was not clear how long it had been

Suddenly, the door was flung open.

Jackson entered from outside,

He sat in a wheelchair, his face handsome and serene, his demeanor nobly unmatched.

Yet, incongruously, the man was holding a bunch of yellow and white daisies.

The tender and fresh daisies seemed quite incongruous in the hands of a burly man like Jackson,

Jackson lifted his gaze, intently staring at Oneida's slightly drooping little face.

From his angle, he could barely make out Oneida's expression.

Seeing Jackson return, Oneida just sat still without moving.

She didn't speak or look at him.

"Here, for you."

Finally, Jackson broke the silence, lifting the daisies and presenting them to Oneida.

Just after leaving the coffee lounge, he intended to return.

But as he passed the corner of the manor, he spotted some daisies.

On a whim, without knowing why, he picked a few daisies to bring back....

For just a moment, he felt that the daisies suited Oneida perfectly....

That's why he was now offering the daisies he had picked to Oneida.

At this moment, the air was still filled with silence.

Oneida didn't speak; she slowly lifted her head, her gaze complex as she looked at the man before her.

Seeing the daisies proffered to her, Oneida's first thought was unexpectedly-

Jackson was using these flowers as a cover-up or perhaps as compensation....

After all, he had just secretly met with Bella.

Now, was he trying to fob her off with this bouquet?

The daisies were beautiful.

But Oneida was not in the mood to appreciate them.

She pursed her lips, her eyes dimming as she shook her head.

"I don't like daisies." It was almost like she was being petulant as she spoke detachedly.

This was tantamount to a rejection of Jackson's friendly gesture.

Upon hearing that, Jackson's hand holding the flowers stiffened momentarily.

The man's face betrayed no emotion.

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He merely withdrew his hand quietly, placing the flowers beside him.

"What's wrong, feeling off?" Jackson squinted, his gaze intense as he observed Oneida.

Seeing that Oneida wasn't in good spirits, he felt terrible.

Oneida pursed her lips, her eyes fixed on the man before her.

Silence lingered for a moment.

Her lips quivered slightly.

She hesitated, unsure whether to ask him about Bella...

Just then, a knock at the door broke the awkward silence filling the bedroom.

"Mr. Jackson Bane, Mr. Lionel Bane wants you two to come to him," said the servant gently from the doorway.

Her words were telling-Lionel wanted Jackson to bring Oneida along.

"Let's go," Jackson said to Oneida as if nothing had happened.

Thinking of Lionel waiting for them, Oneida composed herself and nodded at Jackson.

She moved behind him, her expression somber as she began to push the wheelchair.

All the way, both maintained a tacit silence.

As if they had agreed on it, they maintained an awkward quiet, until the two entered Lionel's study together, and Lionel burst out laughing upon seeing them, "You've arrived!" Lionel's laughter slightly eased the tension in the atmosphere.

"You are not planning to stay here a while?" Lionel couldn't help but ask again, knowing they were about to leave.

Deep down, he hoped that Jackson and Oneida would stay a bit longer by his side.

After all, they were the only ones who could brighten up his days in this house.

"No, Grandpa." Despite Lionel's pleas, Jackson remained unmoved.

Hearing this, Lionel sighed, "Alright, before you go, at least go take a look at your Grandma..."

Hearing this, Oneida realized that Lionel's wife, Jackson's grandmother, seemed to have never been around.

Even in her past life, it was the same.

This grandmother had always been shrouded in mystery, hardly ever showing her face.

Some said she had passed away, and others claimed she was just bedridden with illness.

Among various rumors, the Bane family kept silent, never explaining.

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