Chapter 10: A new start for Chelsea.
Liam adjusted his cufflinks as he stepped out of his penthouse apartment, his guards falling into step behind him. The elevator doors slid open, and he entered, Shawn, his right-hand man, following closely. "Good morning, sir," Shawn said, consulting his tablet. "You have a busy day ahead." Liam nodded, scanning the schedule. "Remind me again." "First, you have a meeting with the board of directors at 9:00 a.m. to discuss the quarterly earnings," Shawn began. "Then, you have a meeting with Mr. Kennedy, one of our stakeholders, at 11:00 a.m. to discuss his concerns about the company's direction." Liam nodded thoughtfully. "And what's after that?" "You have a dinner date with Miss Laura, Tyler's daughter, at 7:00 p.m. at the Michelin-starred restaurant downtown," Shawn replied. Liam smiled, recalling the beautiful and charming Laura. "Looking forward to it." As the elevator stopped on the ground floor, Liam turned to Shawn. "Paul!" His secretary, Paul, appeared at his side. "Yes, sir?" "Get flowers for my mom and grandma, please. Their birthday is coming up, and I want to make sure they feel special." Paul nodded, jotting down a note. "Right away, sir." Liam turned back to Shawn. "And check in with Valerie. Has she met with that event planner Reese recommended?" Shawn nodded. "I'll get right on it, sir." As they walked through the car park, Liam's guards scanned the area, their eyes vigilant. Liam's chauffeur, James, stood by the limousine, holding the door open. "Good morning, sir," James said, tipping his hat. Liam smiled, settling into the backseat. "Morning, James. Let's get moving." As the limousine pulled out of the car park, Shawn dialed Valerie's number. "Valerie, it's Shawn. Has the meeting with the event planner taken place?" Valerie's voice came through the speakerphone. "Yes, Shawn. I met with Chelsea about an hour ago. She seems capable, but I'll keep an eye on her." Liam's eyes narrowed. "What's your impression of her?" Valerie hesitated. "She's...eager. But I'll make sure she understands the expectations." Shawn nodded, glancing at Liam. "Keep me updated, Valerie." Liam leaned back, his mind already shifting to the day's meetings. He had a lot to tackle, but with Shawn and Valerie handling the details, he was confident everything would run smoothly. As they approached the office building, Liam's phone buzzed. He glanced at the screen, a text from Reese flashing on the display. "Hey, Liam. Just wanted to confirm that Chelsea met with Valerie. Fingers crossed everything goes well!" Liam smiled, typing out a quick response. "Thanks for checking in, Reese. I'll make sure to get an update from Valerie." The limousine pulled up to the curb, and Liam stepped out, Shawn and his guards following closely. The day was about to get busy, but Liam was ready. ____ Liam stepped out of the car, Shawn following closely behind. As they entered the office building, Paul greeted them, his eyes attentive. "Good morning, sir," Paul said. Liam nodded. "Paul, I need to see Reese in my office. Now." Paul nodded and hurried off to Reese's office. Reese looked up from her computer as Paul knocked on the door. "Yes?" "Mr. Liam wants to see you in his office," Paul said. Reese's heart skipped a beat as she gathered her notes and followed Paul to Liam's office. As she entered, Liam looked up from the papers on his desk. "Reese, thanks for coming. I wanted to ask you about your friend Chelsea." Reese took a seat in the chair opposite Liam's desk. "What about her?" "How do you know her?" Liam asked, his eyes curious. Reese smiled. "We've been friends since high school. We've been through thick and thin together." Liam nodded thoughtfully. "I see. Well, I'm glad you recommended her for the event planning job. I'm eager to see how she performs." Reese nodded. "I'm confident she'll do a great job. She's very talented." Liam stood up, his eyes scanning the room. "I'd like to see the location of the party and check on Chelsea's progress. We'll drive over later today." Reese nodded, pulling out her phone to check her schedule. "Sounds good. What time were you thinking?" Liam glanced at his watch. "How about 2:00 p.m.? I have a meeting in thirty minutes, and I need to review some reports before then." Reese stood up, nodding. "I'll make sure to be ready." Liam nodded, his eyes already scanning the papers on his desk. "Great. I'll have Shawn pick you up at 2:00 p.m." Reese smiled and turned to leave. "I'll see you then." As she exited Liam's office, Reese felt a sense of excitement. She was looking forward to seeing Chelsea's progress and sharing her own ideas with Liam. Back in her office, Reese settled in to review her own notes and prepare for the meeting with Liam and Chelsea. Meanwhile, Liam dove into his reports, his mind focused on the upcoming meeting. He had thirty minutes to review the financials and make notes. As he worked, Liam's thoughts drifted back to Reese and Chelsea. He was intrigued by their friendship and eager to see how Chelsea's event planning skills would shine through. The clock ticked down, and Liam's assistant knocked on the door. "Sir, your meeting is in five minutes." Liam nodded, gathering his papers. "Thanks. I'm ready." With a deep breath, Liam headed out to tackle the day's challenges. ____ As Liam walked into the meeting room, he was greeted by the board of directors, their faces serious and attentive. He took his seat at the head of the table, Shawn standing discreetly behind him. "Good morning, everyone," Liam began, his voice confident. "Let's get started. Our first agenda item is the quarterly earnings report." The meeting dragged on, with discussions about profits, losses, and future projections. Liam listened intently, his mind absorbing every detail. Finally, the meeting adjourned, and Liam stood up, shaking hands with the directors. "Thank you, gentlemen. I appreciate your input." As he stepped out of the meeting room, Shawn fell into step beside him. "Sir, you have a few minutes before your next meeting. Would you like to review your notes?" Liam nodded, scanning the corridor. "Yes, let's find a quiet spot." Shawn led him to a secluded corner, where Liam reviewed his notes, his mind racing with ideas. "Shawn, what's the update on the Kennedy meeting?" Liam asked, his eyes scanning the papers. "Mr. Kennedy is waiting in the conference room, sir," Shawn replied. "He's anxious to discuss his concerns about the company's direction." Liam nodded thoughtfully. "Very well. Let's go hear him out." As Liam entered the conference room, Mr. Kennedy stood up, his face stern. "Liam, I'm glad we could meet. I have serious concerns about the company's future." Liam smiled, his eyes locked on Mr. Kennedy's. "I understand, sir. Let's discuss them." The meeting with Mr. Kennedy was intense, with Liam listening attentively to his concerns and addressing each point with confidence. Finally, the meeting concluded, and Liam stood up, shaking Mr. Kennedy's hand. "Thank you, sir. I appreciate your candor." As he stepped out of the conference room, Liam felt a sense of satisfaction. He had tackled two challenging meetings, and now it was time to focus on the party. "Shawn, it's 2:00 p.m. Let's head out to see Chelsea's progress," Liam said, his eyes sparkling with anticipation. Shawn nodded, leading Liam to the car. Reese was already waiting, her smile bright. "Ready to see how Chelsea's doing?" Liam asked, his eyes locked on Reese's. Reese nodded, her eyes shining. "I'm excited to see her work." The three of them drove off, headed for the party location, where Chelsea was waiting, her creativity and talent on full display.Chapter 11: Setting the StageThe car glided to a halt in front of an elegant venue nestled along the waterfront. Liam, Reese, and Shawn stepped out, admiring the sprawling gardens and modern architecture that would soon host the event Chelsea was designing. The crisp air carried a hint of salt from the ocean, and the scenery was a breathtaking blend of manicured greenery and glass facades that caught the light just right.Reese looked around, impressed. “Chelsea must be thrilled to work with a place like this,” she murmured.Liam nodded, an approving glint in his eye. “Let’s see if her vision matches the surroundings.”Inside, they found Chelsea bustling around, already immersed in preparations. She wore a sleek, practical outfit that allowed her to move with ease, her hands full of floral samples and swatches of fabric.“Chelsea,” Liam greeted, his voice carrying authority yet warmth. She turned, her face lighting up when she saw them.“Liam! Reese!” she exclaimed, hurrying over. “T
Chapter 12: Stirring the WatersThe next day dawned bright and clear, a perfect canvas for the day ahead. Chelsea arrived at the venue early, her heart racing with excitement and anticipation. Today was the day she would put the finishing touches on her designs, and she felt a sense of pride in what she had accomplished so far. As she walked through the elegant space, her thoughts drifted to the upcoming event and the high stakes involved.She paused for a moment in the grand ballroom, admiring the way the sunlight poured through the tall windows, casting golden rays across the polished wooden floors. The room was already transforming into a stunning setting, but she knew it still required her meticulous attention to detail. With her notebook in hand, she began checking off her to-do list, ensuring that every aspect of the decor was perfect.As she was rearranging some floral arrangements, the sound of heels echoed behind her. She turned to see Valerie striding toward her, a confident
Chapter 13: Aria's Lunatic Behavior Reese walked through the grand entrance of the event center, making sure everything was in place. The room was almost ready, but there were still a few finishing touches to be made. She glanced at the clock; there was still plenty of time to prepare before the event later that week.As she passed the food station, she spotted Valerie, her back turned as she adjusted some of the decor. Reese approached her, brushing off the tension from the previous day’s encounter.“Hey, Valerie,” Reese called out.Valerie turned around, offering a tight smile. “Reese. How’s everything going?”Reese gave a half-smile, glancing around the room. “It’s coming along. You’ve been here since the morning?”“Of course. Someone has to keep the place running smoothly,” Valerie said, her tone sharp and defensive.Reese glanced around the room, trying to keep the conversation light. “Good to know you're staying on top of it. How’s everything going with your tasks?”Valerie rai
Chapter 14: Flying feelings Liam paced the length of the hospital waiting room, his mind racing as he tried to keep his anger in check. He’d just left Chelsea’s room, where the doctors were running final checks. They assured him she would recover, but the sight of her lying unconscious had ignited a fury he hadn’t felt in a long time. Reese sat nearby, watching him with concern, though she kept her silence.The hospital door swung open, and his head of security, Marcus, strode in, his expression grim. He stopped a few feet away from Liam, waiting for permission to speak.“Report,” Liam said sharply, barely sparing him a glance as he continued pacing.Marcus straightened. “Aria’s being held in a secure room at your request. She’s… not happy.”Liam let out a dark chuckle, the sound devoid of humor. “I didn’t expect her to be. Did she admit anything?”“Not much, sir. She’s been demanding her release and claiming that Chelsea’s fall was an accident.”Reese scoffed quietly from her seat,
Chapter 15: Aria's stubborn plansLiam entered the dimly lit room where Aria sat, her hands crossed defiantly over her chest. Her expression shifted as soon as she saw him—her confidence faltered but returned almost immediately, masked by a look of disdain. She sat back, trying to appear unfazed, but Liam could sense the underlying tension.“Aria,” he said calmly, stepping closer, his voice cold and controlled. “What are you doing? Why would you go to such extremes?”Aria huffed, tossing her hair back. “Why should I have to explain myself to you, Liam? Since when do you care?” She narrowed her eyes at him. “Or is this all for Chelsea? The new little project of yours?”Liam’s jaw tightened, but he kept his gaze steady. “Chelsea has nothing to do with this. My concern here is the way you’re acting. Trying to hurt someone else, causing this chaos—it’s low, even for you.”Aria laughed bitterly. “Low? You have the nerve to lecture me about ‘low’?” She scoffed, folding her arms tighter. “Yo
Chapter 16: Reese's ThreatReese left Chelsea’s hospital room with a sense of purpose she hadn’t felt in a long time. She had every intention of finding Valerie and having a serious word with her. As she walked through the quiet hospital corridors, she mentally prepared herself for the confrontation. Valerie had crossed a line, and Reese wasn’t about to let her get away with it.It didn’t take long to find Valerie. She was sitting at a small coffee shop just outside the hospital, scrolling through her phone, looking completely unbothered by the chaos she had caused. Reese watched her for a moment, incredulous at how composed she seemed. Taking a deep breath, Reese approached her.“Valerie,” Reese said, her voice cool but steady.Valerie looked up, surprised. “Reese! What are you doing here?”“I think you know exactly why I’m here,” Reese replied, crossing her arms as she stood in front of Valerie. “We need to talk. Now.”Valerie raised an eyebrow, feigning innocence. “Oh? About what?”
Chapter 17: The Cost of BetrayalLiam stood in the dimly lit room, his mind still replaying the conversation with Charles Weston. The threat was real, and though he wasn’t one to be intimidated easily, something about the way Charles had spoken sent a chill down his spine. It wasn’t just the words; it was the tone, the subtle promise of revenge.Aria’s father had made it clear that he would do whatever it took to make Liam pay for holding his daughter accountable. But Liam wasn’t backing down. Not now. Not ever.His phone buzzed, cutting through his thoughts. It was a message from Reese, reminding him of a meeting that was fast approaching. He didn’t have time to dwell on the conversation with Charles any longer; there were bigger issues at hand. But he knew, deep down, that this was far from over.---An hour later, Liam arrived at the meeting venue. The room was packed with people from all corners of the business world, each eager to make deals and discuss new ventures. But his focu
Chapter 18: The Reckoning BeginsLiam’s grip tightened around his phone as he ended the call with Reese. She had given him the latest on Aria’s father, Charles Weston, who had intensified his threats. It was clear Charles wasn't bluffing, and he was prepared to go to any length to punish Liam for holding Aria. This wasn’t just business anymore; it was personal.Leaning back in his office chair, Liam felt the weight of the situation pressing down on him. He had known that dealing with the Westons would bring complications, but he hadn’t anticipated it would reach this level. Aria's reckless actions were now spiraling into a full-blown war between families and companies. But Liam was determined—he wouldn’t let Charles Weston control his life, and he certainly wouldn’t let anyone endanger Chelsea again.---The next morning, Chelsea sat up in her hospital bed, slightly wincing as the faint ache in her head reminded her of the fall. Reese was seated beside her, flipping through a magazine
Chapter 40: A New PerspectiveChelsea paced the living room, her mind racing after Liam's visit. The rose sat in a vase on the coffee table, a quiet reminder of the whirlwind of emotions she was experiencing. She turned at the sound of the door opening. Reese walked in, her face lit up with an unmistakable grin.“Spill it,” Reese said, dropping her bag and heading straight for the couch.“What are you talking about?” Chelsea asked, feigning ignorance.Reese crossed her arms and gave Chelsea a knowing look. “Don’t play dumb. I was standing outside. I heard everything.”Chelsea’s cheeks flushed. “You were eavesdropping?”“Of course I was!” Reese admitted unapologetically. “How could I not? Liam Southwick, the man every woman in this city would kill to be with, just confessed his feelings for you! And you’re acting like it’s no big deal?”Chelsea shook her head, sighing. “It’s not that simple, Reese. There’s Aria. She’s pregnant with his child. How can I possibly—”Reese held up a hand,
Chapter 39: A Step Towards ResponsibilityLiam adjusted his tie as he entered the café where he was meeting Aria. The afternoon sunlight poured through the large windows, illuminating her as she sat at a table near the corner. She greeted him with a warm smile, her hands resting delicately on the table."Liam," she said sweetly, standing up as he approached.“Aria,” he replied, his tone even but guarded. He took a seat opposite her and folded his hands on the table.Aria tilted her head, studying him. “You look tense. Is something wrong?”Liam let out a controlled sigh. “I’ve been thinking. If you’re carrying my child, then we need to ensure everything is handled properly. I want to meet your doctor and get you registered at a hospital where you’ll receive the best care.”Her expression faltered for a moment, but she quickly recovered. “That’s very thoughtful of you, Liam. I’ve already been seeing a good doctor, but if you insist, I’ll set up an appointment for us to visit together.”
Chapter 38: The night of the gala The morning of the gala arrived, bringing a whirlwind of activity at the estate. Staff bustled about, ensuring everything was perfect for the evening’s event. The kitchen was a hive of movement, trays of hors d'oeuvres being prepared, while waitstaff rehearsed their routines. The air was filled with a mix of excitement and tension.Chelsea stood at the window of her modest apartment, staring at the red dress hanging from her closet. The matching silver heels and jewelry sparkled under the morning light, a stark reminder of Liam's intentions. Her heart raced at the thought of being his date, a mix of exhilaration and apprehension coursing through her.Reese walked in, holding two mugs of coffee. “Still staring at it?” she asked, handing one mug to Chelsea.Chelsea sighed, taking the coffee. “I don’t know if I can do this, Reese. It feels so… overwhelming.”Reese plopped onto the bed, smirking. “Overwhelming or exciting? Come on, Chelsea, this isn’t ju
Chapter 37: A Decision to make.The following morning arrived with an air of anticipation, the gala looming ever closer. Chelsea spent the early hours at work, attempting to avoid Liam’s gaze and focus on her responsibilities, though her thoughts kept drifting to the red dress waiting for her at home.By mid-morning, the kitchen was abuzz with activity. The head chef moved through the room, issuing orders as the staff prepared ingredients and practiced recipes for the gala menu.“Focus, people! This event will define us. If one plate leaves the kitchen looking less than perfect, it’s on you!” he barked, his tone both motivational and intimidating.Chelsea kept her head down, concentrating on her assigned task of arranging appetizer trays. Despite her efforts, whispers filled the air whenever she passed by. The rumors about her connection with Liam had clearly spread among the staff, making her an unintended centerpiece of gossip.“Chelsea,” the head chef’s voice broke through her thou
Chapter 36:A kiss of warmthIn the bustling kitchen, the clatter of pots and pans filled the air as the head chef gathered everyone around for a meeting about the upcoming gala. It was a high-profile event, and each of them was expected to be on their A-game. Chelsea listened intently, though her thoughts drifted to Liam more than she liked to admit.“All right, everyone,” the head chef announced, commanding their full attention. “Tomorrow’s gala is an important event. We need to make sure everything runs smoothly. Each of you will have specific tasks, and I don’t want any surprises. Understood?”A murmur of agreement rippled through the staff, but as the head chef continued his briefing, the phone rang, piercing through the noise.The head chef glanced at the phone, then picked it up. “Yes, Head Chef speaking,” he said briskly. His eyebrows shot up in surprise before he lowered the phone and looked directly at Chelsea. “Chelsea, Mr. Liam wants to speak with you.”Chelsea’s heart skip
CHAPTER 35: MEANT TO KNOW EVERYTHING The next day dawned gray and chilly, a reflection of the mood hanging over Chelsea. She was still processing what she had learned about Aria’s pregnancy, and her thoughts churned as she went about her routine. The morning had barely begun, but the weight of what she had discovered felt overwhelming.At work, Chelsea focused on her tasks, hoping they would distract her. But her mind kept circling back to Liam, to his reaction, and to her own conflicted feelings. When she arrived at his office later that morning, the tension in the air was almost tangible. Liam was sitting at his desk, his expression unreadable, yet there was an unmistakable resolve in his eyes. Chelsea felt a pang of sympathy—whatever he was dealing with was clearly just as challenging for him.“Chelsea, come in,” he said, his voice steady. She stepped inside, shutting the door quietly behind her. “Thank you for bringing me that document yesterday. I appreciate it.”Chelsea nodded,
Chapter 34Chelsea arrived home, the file weighing heavily in her hand as she closed the door behind her. She glanced at Reese, who was waiting in the living room, visibly curious about what Chelsea might have uncovered. Chelsea felt a mixture of apprehension and determination as she sat down and pulled the papers out again, her fingers brushing over a small, folded document tucked between the larger pages."What's that?" Reese asked, leaning forward.Chelsea opened it slowly, her eyes scanning the words at the top of the page: Pregnancy Result. Her breath caught as she registered the name printed on it—Aria. Aria was pregnant, and it looked like she'd intended for Chelsea to find this.“This… this can’t be real,” Chelsea murmured, disbelief mingling with a sense of betrayal.Reese snatched the paper from her, her expression darkening as she read it over. “She’s really pregnant? Does Liam know?”Chelsea shook her head. “I don’t think he does. But why would she go through all this trou
Chapter 33: An intense assignment Aria leaned back in her leather armchair, a smug smile playing at her lips. Across from her sat a man she had hired specifically for this mission—well-dressed, unassuming, and perfectly discreet. She slid a file and a thick envelope across the table towards him."Take this to Starbucks and give it to a woman named Chelsea," she instructed. "Make sure my name isn’t mentioned at all. Just hand it to her and leave. Do you understand?"The man nodded, accepting the items. "Yes, ma'am. I'll make sure the handoff goes smoothly. Is there anything else she should know?"Aria shook her head, her eyes glinting with a hint of malice. "No. I just want her to open that file and be left with enough doubts to haunt her for days. No explanations, no context—let her mind run wild."The man took the file, tucking it securely under his arm, and rose from his seat. "Consider it done, Ms. Aria."As he exited, Aria watched him with satisfaction. This would be a small but
Chapter 32: An Anonymous textMorning light filtered through the curtains, casting a warm glow over Adams and Sandra’s bedroom. Sandra stirred, her head nestled against Adams’s shoulder, as he slowly opened his eyes, looking down at his wife with a gentle smile. The honeymoon may have ended, but the bliss lingered, and he cherished these quiet moments with her before the demands of the day began.“Good morning,” Sandra murmured, stretching as she woke.“Good morning, beautiful,” Adams replied, planting a soft kiss on her forehead. “How about breakfast together before I head to the office?”Sandra’s eyes lit up. “That sounds perfect. I’ll make us something while you get ready.”They headed to the kitchen, where Sandra began preparing omelets and coffee, and Adams set the table. As they sat down to eat, they talked about their honeymoon, each recounting their favorite memories and moments.“It still feels surreal,” Sandra admitted, smiling as she sipped her coffee. “I never imagined I’d