Impulsive Vow to an Enigmatic Husband novel Chapter 1098

Zavier asked, "You still wanna hit the books?"

Iris couldn't catch his drift, just kept a poker face, afraid of voicing out her thoughts.

She feared he'd be like her family, prying into her real feelings, then mercilessly crushing her dreams, trying to mold her into a mere tool.

She didn't respond, but Zavier had already read between the lines, "You wanna go back to your folks?"

Iris shook her head, very firmly, "No way!"

She knew that if Zavier sent her back, she wouldn't only be unable to keep schooling, but her parents would write her off as useless, and God knew what future they'd set up for her. If she wanted to dodge that bullet, she had to run away from that family first.

Zavier looked at her, "I can tell, you don't wanna. You don't wanna go home, you don't wanna live with me, then what the hell do you wanna do?"

Iris wanted to pull the wool over his eyes, but Zavier cut her off before she could even spit it out, "Don't even try to con me. I can see through your little schemes.”

Since she couldn't fool him, she had to spill the beans.

Iris gritted her teeth, and honestly confessed, "I want to go to school, I don't want to be controlled by them anymore, and I don't want to be raised into a woman who only knows how to cater to men."

Zavier smirked, "Well, you do have something in common with your sister. Marcel!"

The bodyguard came over, "Mr. Rivera, your orders?"

Zavier asked, "Did you get the urn?"

Marcel answered, "The urn is on the way, it'll be here any minute."

Zavier continued, "When it arrives, bring it to me. I want to take Skyler home with me."

Marcel responded, "Yes, sir."

Zavier glanced at Iris again, "Take her back to the Capital, get her into the best school, and let her continue her studies."

Zavier took the urn, squatted down, and started to gather the ashes into the box, "Who invited them? What are they doing here at this time? Are they here to laugh at me?"

Marcel asked, "So, do you want to see them?"

Zavier responded, "No! Send them away."

Marcel answered, "Yes, sir."

After Marcel left, Zavier continued to carefully gather the ashes, "Skyler, I'm taking you home now. Be a good girl when you get home, don't go anywhere else ever again."

While doing this, he paused. A few seconds later, he threw the urn away and started to laugh like a madman, "Skyler, you really wanted to help Marcus that much? What's so good about Marcus compared to me?"

No one answered.

He pulled out his phone, and dialed a number, "I accept your invitation. I'll join you guys to fight Marcus with everything I've got! If he doesn't die, then I will!"