Demi nodded. "Oh, yeah. My brain's basically an amusement park. Full of rides and these pretty lights."She laughed and squeezed me tighter. "And guess what? You're in there too."This girl could charm anyone.We got to the spot where the accident went down. Hayden climbed up to check out the damage, scribbling in his notebook as he went."We lost two sets of lights. Each set had twenty-two bulbs, with, like, thirteen different colors," Hayden said, scanning the broken lights before glancing at the crane off in the distance.Finally, Hayden turned to Demi. "Call your superior and get him over here. We need to figure out who's responsible for this mess and check the damages."Demi blinked in surprise. "Oh, right!" She quickly pulled out her phone and dialed Wayne.It wasn't long before Wayne showed up. When he spotted me, he froze for a second, obviously not expecting me. But after a beat, he smirked. "Rea, doing an early inspection?"His tone had a slight edge to it—he knew I w
Hayden's hand tightened around mine.I glanced up at him, and for a split second, his soft gaze met mine before he turned back to Jace. His voice, low and steady, carried a weight that couldn't be ignored. "I'm not leaving until the final inspection's done."That's just how he was. The more someone tried to push him out, the more determined he became to stay. Just like always.I braced myself for whatever Jace would throw at him next, but then Hayden's grip tightened again, and he added, "This is something I promised Kiki."The way he said "Kiki," claiming it was all for me, sent my heart racing. It didn't help that Jace's face went an alarming shade of red, and Wayne didn't look much better.The silence hung in the air so thick, it felt like no one could even breathe.I took a steadying breath and decided to cut through it, locking eyes with Jace and Wayne. "Even though I'm no longer in charge and I've left the company, there's one rule I never forgot: the company's interests co
I stared at him, my mind drifting to his dad—the Mr. Patterson I used to know when I was a kid. With the way Hayden was acting around me now, I couldn't help but blurt out, "So, Hayden, you flirting with me like this... does that mean you actually like me?"He didn't even flinch. "Why else? For fun?"Straightforward. No shame. Just total confidence."Okay, but are you hiding something from me? Like... have we known each other longer than I think?" Ever since I found out about his dad, I had this weird feeling there was more to the story.His eyes flickered, just for a second. "When you were little, I used to give you piggyback rides. And... you kissed me."Of course, he'd drop something like that, all casual. If I were still the clueless girl I used to be, I'd probably be blushing hard right now."Oh yeah?" I shot back, not missing a beat. "And where exactly did I kiss you?"Hayden stepped closer, closing the already tiny gap between us until there was almost no space left.My
Steve didn't give me a choice. I knew what that meant.I clutched my phone, glancing over at Hayden. As I walked up to him, about to speak, he beat me to it. "I'm leaving the day after tomorrow."Leaving?I froze, thrown off. "Where are you going?"He kept walking. "Back."Back? Back to Chiverton?But he said he'd stay. He even rented an apartment here.Thinking about the apartment reminded me of the demolition notice and Ms. Brown's request. I hadn't even mentioned it to Hayden yet.I wanted to ask why he was suddenly leaving, but the distance between us made me hesitate. So instead, I just said, "I'll come by tomorrow night to check out the lights."Hayden looked at me. It was like his eyes were saying, 'You might have time, but I don't.'I thought he'd tell me no, but after a few seconds, he just said, "Okay."I knew he was forcing himself. He was upset, but he didn't want to make things harder for me.Once again, he was the one compromising. And that's when the guilt hi
I had to keep my cool as Tanya walked up to me, getting closer with every step."Keira," she said again when she finally stopped in front of me, tears already pooling in her eyes.I squinted a little but didn't say anything, waiting for her to get to the point. No way I was interrupting her whole emotional meltdown."Can you just stay away from Jace?" she finally asked.I raised an eyebrow. "What?""You guys are done. He's with me now, so you need to back off. I don't want you messing with his head." Her voice wobbled as she tried not to cry.Wow, seriously?I laughed. So, she thought it was my fault Jace came down on her at work?"So, what? You can't afford the damages and want me to help cover it?" I taunted.Tanya's face went pale. She'd opened up about her money problems before, thinking I was making fun of her for being broke. But I wasn't laughing at her situation—I was laughing at her nerves."I couldn't afford it before, but things are different now," she shot back, c
Steve's words totally threw me off—it even kinda shocked me. He always treated me like a little sister, goofing around and stuff, but never crossing the line. Today, though, he pushed it a bit too far.Ron, just as stunned, turned to me, his gaze a little too intense.Ignoring him, Steve stepped right in front of me. "Let's go inside."I shot Ron a quick glance before following Steve. As we were leaving, I noticed Ron looked like he wanted to say something or maybe even stop me."Did you say that just to scare away my admirers?" I asked, piecing it together after a moment."Yep. That dude's all over the place—not a good vibe," Steve said, his take on Ron making me crack up.He glanced at me sideways. "I'm serious. I've got a pretty good radar for this stuff. Stay away from him.""Okay," I said, still smiling."No, like, for real. Don't brush it off."I nodded, more serious this time. "I get it. I wasn't joking. Guys like him aren't my type.""Oh, really? So, what is your type
As the door swung open, a loud, booming laugh echoed through the room, and I spotted the guy sitting at the head of the table.Wait a second... he looked familiar.Steve jumped in with the intros. "This is Cole, my cue sports buddy and good friend."I stared at the guy, and it clicked—Cole Drago. Thorsten's son, and now the head honcho of VastReach Group.I'd looked him up before. Turns out he was into snooker and even won some amateur snooker championship.Back then, I never would've guessed he and Steve were connected, let alone that they'd be this close."And this must be your friend?" Cole said with a grin.His tone was friendly, but something about it sent a chill down my spine. His record might look squeaky clean, but his dad? Not so much. There was no way he would be as perfect as he seemed.Guess it's true what they say—you can't judge a book by its cover."Keira, just call him Cole from now on. If you ever need anything or run into trouble, go to him," Steve said, pul
Cole's eyes narrowed, but he kept that amused smile on his face, like he was considering something.I didn't really care what he was thinking and went straight for it. "If it's too much hassle, just forget it."He let out a dry laugh. "Too much trouble? Please. You could ask for anything, and I'd be in."That felt a little over the line.But before I could say anything, Steve cleared his throat, a not-so-subtle hint.Cole just grinned, mischief in his eyes. "Alright, alright. Ladies first."I wasn't in the mood to mess around. If he was gonna let me go first, I'd make it count.I lined up my shot, took it, and cleared the table in one go. Not bad.Cole didn't seem the least bit upset about losing. He just clapped with a grin. "No surprise, being Steve's friend. You're impressive.""I'll concede this one, but you gotta give me a shot to show off, right?" He waved over the attendant to reset the balls.Then it was his turn. He took it in stride, clearing the table even faster t
Lena didn’t need to turn around to recognize the voice—she had just heard it last night. "Aunt Xandra," Lena greeted Xandra, who approached her excitedly. "It really is you!" Xandra looked at Ron in surprise. "Cousin, so Lena is your girlfriend?" Ron raised an eyebrow. "Why is she calling you ‘Aunt Xandra’?" Xandra blushed slightly, and Lena explained, "She’s my uncle’s girlfriend." "Oh? What a coincidence. Looks like we’re about to become one big happy family," Ron teased, his tone laced with amusement. Lena hadn’t expected to run into Xandra there. Fortunately, her relationship with Ron was fake—otherwise, things would get complicated. If she called Xandra "Aunt Xandra" while Xandra called Ron "Cousin," their family connections would become a mess. "Your uncle will be here soon. I’m waiting for him," Xandra said cheerfully, making Lena’s head ache. Why did she keep running into Aaron wherever she went? There was no avoiding him. "Well, you wait here. We’re heading i
Perhaps he had made the announcement and left early to avoid any awkward encounters. Lena’s mind spun with possibilities as she made her way downstairs and into the courtyard. "Good morning, my dearest Grandpa, Grandma, and Mother." Their moods were bright, so she decided to match their cheerfulness. "Awake already?" her grandmother responded first. Lena ran over to her, wrapping her arms around her shoulders and planting a kiss. "Grandma, you smell amazing." "Of course I do! I used the perfume Xandra gave me—it’s from the Little Carriage collection. Isn’t it divine?" her grandmother replied with a proud smile. The "Little Carriage" her grandmother referred to was a designer perfume brand. Her grandmother had always loved dressing up, doing her makeup, and using YSL international perfumes. Xandra clearly knew how to cater to her tastes. No doubt Aaron had told her exactly what to buy. Lena moved over to Briana, wrapping her in a hug as well and lowering her voice to ask
Lena had been feigning sleep so perfectly, yet who would’ve thought Aaron would pull a move like this? What was she supposed to do now? She didn’t dare move. Any movement would make things even more awkward. So, she kept up the act, letting Aaron carry her upstairs and open her bedroom door. Her face was pressed against his chest, so she discreetly opened her eyes, but all she could see was his white shirt and catch the clean, refreshing scent of pinewood on him. Yes, pinewood. It wasn’t the scent of makeup, nor was it perfume. Did this mean he hadn’t hugged Xandra? That nothing intimate had happened between them? The thought barely crossed her mind before she mentally rolled her eyes at herself. What are you thinking? If he hugged or kissed his girlfriend, wouldn’t that be completely normal? Lena, come to your senses! This is your Uncle Aaron. Whether he’s part of the Ace family or not, he’s still your Uncle Aaron. Uncle Aaron… As she repeated the title in her mind
"You silly girl, what nonsense are you spouting?" Briana gave Lena a light slap on the arm. "Mom, if I marry Uncle Aaron, then he won’t have a reason to leave, right? Isn’t that a good thing?" Lena continued to test the waters. "Good thing? What good is there in that? Do you have any idea how many people would gossip about you, me, and the Ace family if that happened?" Briana’s concerns mirrored Lena’s own fears. "But Uncle Aaron has already stated that he’s no longer part of the Ace family. Who would still have anything to say?" Lena argued, trying to persuade her mother. Briana shook her head. "People will always find something to gossip about. Even if he’s not part of the Ace family, they’ll still wag their tongues." "Didn’t you always say, ‘Walk your own path and let others talk’? Let them say what they want. It’s not like we’re losing a piece of flesh," Lena quipped, spouting her own brand of twisted logic. Briana finally realized something was off. She twisted Lena’s
"I'm just amazed that pregnancy has made you smarter. Most people say pregnancy makes women forgetful for three years," Hayden teased Keira with a rare grin. Keira gave him a gentle kick. "Did Aaron ask you to pass on his thoughts?" "No, it's just what I think," Hayden replied earnestly. He would never lie to her. Keira sighed softly. "Love between two people isn’t something outsiders can meddle with. But maybe Aaron’s actions today will help Lena realize what’s in her heart." "Let’s wait and see," Hayden said, finishing the massage before applying lotion and stretch mark cream to Keira's belly. "Baby, give Dad a little kick," Hayden said, stroking her belly. Right after he spoke, the baby really did kick. Keira couldn’t help but laugh; this little one was so obedient to their dad. "Just a few kicks, alright? Mommy needs to sleep, so don’t bother her," Hayden instructed. The baby obediently kicked a few more times before settling down. Keira was curious. "I think our ba
Keira stared at the messages Lena had just sent her. She could sense something was up, so she immediately called her, but Lena declined the call. Instead, she replied with another message: [I’m at my grandparents’ house, and my mother is here too.] Keira had no choice but to keep texting her: [Did Aaron upset you today?] Lena sent Keira a string of ellipses. That endless row of dots made her even more curious. [What happened exactly?] Keira pressed. Lena replied: [He brought his girlfriend home today.] After sending that message, she also sent Keira a screenshot of a payment receipt and added: [Spot the highlight.] Keira zoomed in on the image and finally noticed the note: Name Change Fee. [Wow, how generous! 600,000 dollars just for a name change fee. What did you call her to make it worth that much?] Keira was shocked. Lena then sent Keira a voice message, explaining the situation in detail. At the end, she added: [He used to tell me how long he’d liked me, but now he’s
"Aaron, I want to add Lena on WhatsApp." Xandra actually asked Aaron, gently tugging on his sleeve with a delicate and endearing expression that made her look pitifully lovable. Aaron glanced at her, his gaze filled with a warmth Lena was all too familiar with. Once upon a time, he had looked at her the same way. Now, he could look at other women like that. So, never believe a man when he says things like, I've liked you for years. "If you want to add her, then add her," Aaron's approval made Xandra look at him with delight. Lena, however, truly didn’t want to add her. She and Xandra weren’t close, and they likely wouldn’t ever be. Lena didn’t enjoy socializing with strangers, so she smiled faintly. "Aren’t you afraid I might tell her something about you, Uncle Aaron?" Aaron’s gaze turned cold and distant, his voice calm. "There’s nothing about me that Xandy can’t know." Ha! Lena sneered inwardly. If that were the case, why had he just warned her earlier? Double stand
Under the table, Lena felt her mother's foot nudge her—a clear signal: Let Xandra win. Lena gritted her teeth. Why was everyone fawning over a girlfriend who hadn’t even officially joined the family? Annoyed, she huffed inwardly. The more you tell me to lose, the harder I’ll fight to win. The game began, and Lena’s starting hand was exceptional—practically a heavenly draw. She was only one card away from winning while the others still struggled with mismatched cards. It seemed like an easy victory was in the cards for her. But then, as if under a spell, her luck took a sharp turn. None of the cards she needed showed up. Worse, every time she reached for a card, Xandra would intercept it with a call, blocking her progress entirely. As the rounds continued, even her mother, Briana, reached a ready hand, while Lena was still stuck with the same cards she started with. Soon, her grandmother joined the fray, and eventually, even Xandra declared readiness. Three players were now
Lena’s heart fluttered in panic. Why was he standing here? Had he overheard what she’d said earlier? There was no use regretting it now. She could only pretend he hadn’t heard anything and called out, trying to sound natural, “Uncle!” She had just given herself a pep talk in the bathroom, but seeing him standing so close now, her heartbeat still faltered. Aaron’s deep, starry eyes fixed on her. “Xandy is very simple and innocent. She doesn’t take well to certain things. I trust you understand what I mean?” Lena’s chaotic heartbeats suddenly settled. So this was why he had waited for her—to make sure she wouldn’t tell Xandra about his past feelings for her. A strange, sharp pain twisted in her chest, so intense it stole her breath for a moment. Clenching her fist by her side, she pinched herself hard to suppress the ache and avoid showing any emotion. “What ‘certain things’ are you referring to, Uncle? I don’t believe there’s anything you’ve shared with me that’s worth m