The Rebirth of The Hidden Goddess

Caelan Cooper was taken aback. "What? What did you just say? Eileen Stevens, I'm not joking with you!"

Usually, when Eileen heard the words "break off the engagement," she would burst into tears, looking all pitiful and clinging to him, which made him extremely impatient. But despite her timid personality, she never backed down when it came to Caelan.

On top of that, their mothers had been close friends for years, and Madam Cooper was determined not to let go of the engagement, dragging things out without any resolution for so long.

Finally, Eileen gave him a direct look. "Are you deaf? Which part of what I said was a joke? Or is Caelan too busy this afternoon? Tomorrow works too; I'm flexible. You choose."

Myrtle Stevens was utterly stunned. Eileen actually just told Caelan he was deaf? Was this really Eileen? Or had the man she arranged for her last night driven her crazy? Did she not care anymore?

Caelan felt like this was the first time Eileen had ever hit him with such a blow. This woman... was she really not going to cling to him anymore?

"Eileen Stevens, do you even know what you're saying?" Caelan asked.

Eileen Stevens nodded casually, "I know, the engagement is off. Marriage is a matter between two people, and it doesn't concern us anymore."

"As long as the engagement is off, you won't have any reason to cling to me anymore!" Caelan Cooper reminded her in a low voice.

He couldn't believe that this woman really wanted to break off the engagement!

Eileen responded with a nonchalant "Oh," adding, "I couldn't ask for more."

Caelan felt a tightness in his chest. Eileen… she was different now, no longer the little girl who used to follow him around.

Eileen didn't care what he was thinking. After climbing through the window last night and dealing with the aftermath, she was exhausted and just wanted to change her clothes and get some sleep.

As she lifted her foot to head upstairs, Caelan called out to her again, adopting a disappointed yet earnest expression. "Eileen, the most important thing for a girl is to love herself. Even though you can't be with me, you should still have some self-respect..."

Eileen crossed her arms and scoffed, "Thanks for your concern, but sorry, my man is taller than you, better looking, more skilled, and stronger. I'm more than happy to take care of myself!"

"Right now, I'm tired and want to sleep. Oh, and I suggest you two take your affection to your room. If you keep hugging and groping in the living room, Grandpa might just have a heart attack."

Eileen Stevens finished her rapid-fire speech and turned to head upstairs, slamming the door behind her with a loud bang.

Myrtle Stevens stood there stunned for a moment, then turned to Caelan Cooper, biting her lip as she asked, "Caelan, why did she say that? About you being strong and all... Didn't you tell me you've never been with her?"

Caelan quickly wrapped his arms around Myrtle, eager to reassure her. "Myrtle, of course I've never been with her! How could I? The one I love is you!"

Myrtle nodded through her tears, saying, "I believe you, but today... It's all my fault. My sister is like this because of me..."

Caelan felt a pang of heartache; his Myrtle had always been so kind and understanding.

On the top floor of Hongfeng Apartment, Niles Hawke sat behind a large wooden desk, tapping the surface as he asked, "Where is she?"

Lynx Black shrugged. "She ran off. When the nurse went in for the morning check, the bed was empty."

Niles shot Lynx a disdainful glance. "You couldn't keep an eye on a patient?"

Lynx Black hadn't even had a chance to defend himself when Niles Hawke's phone rang. He answered it, and his father's steady voice came through. "There's a dinner at the Stevens Family tonight. We owe them a favor, so you'll need to go in my place."

Niles leaned back in his black leather chair and casually asked, "What about Mom?"

"Watch how you speak about your mother!" Octavian Hawke reprimanded him.

"Mom locked me in the hotel last night," Niles bluntly reported. "It's because a fortune teller told her I was going to have romantic troubles."

Octavian Hawke: "...I'll handle it. Just remember to attend the dinner."

"Got it." Niles hung up the phone.

Lynx Black clicked his tongue. "The president of the Hawke Family is actually snitching on his own dad?"

Niles stood up to grab his suit from the living room. "Our family motto is that a man must be able to handle the women in his life."

"Why are you changing clothes?" Lynx asked, following him.

Once Niles had changed and tied his tie, he replied, "I'm heading to the office. For tonight's dinner, you're coming with me. We'll just say hello to the Stevens Family and leave to avoid any unnecessary socializing."

Lynx Black leaned silently against the wall, adjusting his gold-rimmed glasses. The tall man adopted a look that suggested he had something to say but was holding back. He watched Niles Hawke tie his necktie and asked, "Niles, are you inviting me to be your date?"

Niles Hawke glanced at him without missing a beat. "You can wear a qipao tonight. I'll have Zavier Harding drop one off for you."

Lynx Black: "…"

When it came to sharp comebacks, he had never managed to outsmart Niles Hawke!

Stevens Family.

Eileen Stevens finally found some peace and was enjoying a good nap when a noise startled her awake. Instinctively, she rolled over and grabbed the intruder by the throat, her eyes flashing dangerously in the dim room. "Who's there?"

"Um… Miss…" The servant froze, taken aback by Eileen's fierce reaction.

The title snapped Eileen back to reality. She remembered she was no longer an assassin. Releasing her grip, she awkwardly shook her head. "I've watched too many action movies… What do you need?"

The servant turned on the light and said, "Miss, your mother is looking for you!"

Eileen Stevens paused for a moment, "You're looking for me, Ma'am?"

It took her a while to realize that "Ma'am" referred to her stepmother, Davina, the smiling tiger of the Stevens family. On the surface, Davina treated Eileen with utmost care to maintain a good reputation, but deep down, she couldn't wait for Eileen to be kicked out of the house to avoid sharing the family fortune.

After freshening up, Eileen changed into a suitable outfit and headed downstairs. The living room was lined with rows of elegant dresses, and Myrtle Stevens was pacing back and forth among them, seemingly trying to pick out something unique to shine tonight.

As soon as Eileen appeared, Davina Evans waved her over enthusiastically, "Eileen, come here! The stylist just dropped off the dresses. Pick one for tonight!"

Eileen forced a smile and nodded, "Sure, thank you, Davina."

She walked around the dresses a couple of times before picking up a light purple gown, holding it up to herself. Davina Evans praised, "This one really suits your skin tone, but it does make the scar on your face stand out a bit..."

Eileen then grabbed a blue dress, and Davina nodded, saying, "This one is nice too, but it might not hide your blemishes..."

Eileen Stevens couldn't help but sneer inwardly. Wasn't Davina Evans just out to hit her again and again? Always reminding her of the gruesome scar on her face.

On top of that, the cold indifference from Caelan Cooper, along with Myrtle Stevens' mockery and schemes, had finally pushed Eileen into the depths of despair.

Myrtle chuckled, "Sister, just pick whatever you like. Do you really expect a dress to cover that scar on your face?"

"Myrtle, don't speak to your sister like that," Davina Evans said with a feigned smile, trying to defend Eileen. But her eyes couldn't even be bothered to glance in Eileen's direction.