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Chapter 16: Think of it as compensation for that night...
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Jonathan hovered behind Alexander, prepared to remind him about their meeting, but he paused upon noticing Serena’s presence. His brows furrowed slightly as curiosity flickered in his mind. Is she the woman from last night? What’s going on between her and the boss?The elevator doors slid open, and Serena smiled politely, gesturing for them to enter. “After you,” she said, her tone light and friendly.Alexander didn’t bother with pleasantries. Without a word, he turned to Jonathan. “Head back to the office,” he ordered curtly before stepping into the elevator with Serena.Down in the hotel lobby, the breakfast crowd was already bustling. The scent of fresh coffee and warm pastries filled the air.Serena chose a table by the window, sitting across from Alexander. The waiter arrived promptly, placing two glasses of chilled lemon water before them. The tangy citrus hit Serena’s palate, instantly refreshing her after a sleepless, feverish night.I should grab something to eat before headin
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Serena casually offered a lie, her tone steady and convincing. “My husband is a programmer.” With a gentle smile, she added, “Marriage requires effort from both sides. I can’t let him bear all the responsibilities alone.” Gracefully, she pushed the coffee toward Alexander. “Even though his income is modest, he takes excellent care of our family.”Her description painted a picture of an ideal partner—one who, ironically, was nothing like Alexander.Curious to gain more insight, Serena asked, “And you, Mr. Vanderbilt? The lady earlier mentioned you’re married. What’s your wife like?”The question caught Alexander off guard. He furrowed his brows slightly, answering bluntly, “I don’t know.”It was an honest admission. He had sent the divorce papers to the Morales family long ago, but there had been no response. His so-called wife seemed content to cling to the Vanderbilt name without any real connection to him.Serena was momentarily stunned by his frankness. Before she could respond, th
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Kevin supported Ava, still reeling from Alexander’s earlier comment. Ava is married? He cast a sideways glance at her unconscious face. Over the past five years, since she had joined his studio after college, he’d never seen her close to any man. How could she have a husband?Noticing Kevin’s confusion, Alexander arched a brow and said tersely, “Let’s get her inside first.”Kevin nodded, carefully helping her into the hospital lobby.Alexander had no intention of lingering. He had only brought her here out of professional courtesy—nothing more. Once she was in Kevin’s care, his obligation was fulfilled.On the drive back to Vanderbilt Group headquarters, Alexander’s phone rang. It was Cornelius.“Alexander, have you seen Serena lately? She must be even more beautiful now, right?” Cornelius spoke slowly, his voice hoarse, punctuated by intermittent coughs. His condition was clearly still critical.“Grandpa, focus on resting. Don’t worry about unnecessary things,” Alexander replied, kee
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Rachel had always been refreshingly blunt, her sharp tongue rarely sparing anyone. Yet, beneath her direct manner was genuine concern for those she cared about. It was one of the qualities Serena appreciated most in her longtime friend.Serena lowered her eyes, unable to hide the disappointment weighing heavily on her mind. Her father, Alfonso Morales, was getting old. Never a particularly gifted businessman, his declining health and advancing years had only further dulled his already limited acumen. He seemed more desperate than ever to cling to any lifeline that could salvage his struggling ventures.Rachel, always quick to notice Serena’s mood shifts, decided to steer the conversation in a lighter direction. “So, you mentioned something about getting paid on time. What’s the story? Did you take on a project for Alexander?”Serena sighed, grateful for the change in topic. “Yeah, I landed a deal to design his house in Manhattan.”Rachel’s eyes widened in disbelief, and she immediatel
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The message was anonymous, without a name or any saved contact attached. Yet Serena didn’t need to guess twice—it had to be him. Alexander.She furrowed her brows, rereading the brief text carefully. He wants to meet at Westchester Manor? Is this about the divorce? The question lingered in her mind, but she didn’t dwell on it for long. Whatever his reason for contacting her, Serena felt certain that it wouldn’t disrupt her life in any significant way. After all, she had grown accustomed to handling curveballs.Later that evening, Serena immersed herself in browsing through renowned architectural works for inspiration. Her goal was clear—to create something distinct and memorable for Alexander’s Manhattan property. Slowly, as the hours passed, a mental blueprint began to take shape.By the time she closed her laptop, Serena had a solid vision of the design. Tomorrow, she would visit the site to solidify her ideas. But before proceeding, she needed to consult Alexander, the property own
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Serena hesitated at the entrance of the upscale restaurant. Despite her usual composure, something about this situation felt off.Behind her, Raphael leaned in, whispering, "See that woman by the French window? That’s my mother. She’s a force to be reckoned with. If I walk out of here in one piece today, you’ll be my savior."Suppressing a chuckle, Serena’s lips twitched slightly. She instinctively lowered her head, trying to remain unnoticed. Unfortunately, it was too late. Diana Vanderbilt Richardson had already spotted them.Straightening his posture, Raphael stiffened. "Here we go," he muttered before gently placing a hand on Serena’s waist and guiding her toward the table.Diana’s sharp gaze swept over them, scrutinizing every detail. She didn’t miss a thing.Ever the gentleman, Raphael pulled out a chair for Serena, flashing a charming smile. "Mom, this is my girlfriend, Ava Alvarez. You can call her Ava. She’s an interior designer."For a brief moment, Serena’s mind went blank.
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