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 77: A ReunionThe ocean waves crashed gently against the shore as Reese stood on the sand, her heart pounding with urgency. The salty breeze tangled in her hair, but she hardly noticed as she scanned the vast stretch of the beach, hoping to find him.She had checked the docks, the nearby restaurants, even asked around the hotels lining the beachfront. Every time she showed a picture of Gerald, she was met with the same response,no one had seen him.Frustration and desperation clawed at her. What if she was too late? What if he had already left? The thought sent a sharp pang through her chest.Reese clenched her phone in her hand, her fingers trembling slightly. She had never chased after a man before, had never allowed herself to be so vulnerable. But this wasn’t just any man. This was Gerald.Taking a deep breath, she turned towards the ocean, her eyes blurring with unshed tears. Maybe it was foolish to come here. Maybe she had miscalculated everything.Then, just as she was
Chapter 76: A Change of HeartReese paced back and forth in her bedroom, her arms crossed tightly over her chest. Every few minutes, she would sigh, glance at her phone, then shake her head as if shaking away whatever thought had taken hold of her.Chelsea, who had been lounging on Reese’s bed, watched with growing amusement. "You know, for someone who claims she wants nothing to do with Gerald, you sure look like someone going through a crisis over him."Reese stopped in her tracks, narrowing her eyes. "I am not having a crisis."Chelsea raised an eyebrow. "No? Then why are you acting like a lovesick teenager?"Reese huffed, running a hand through her hair. "I just... I don’t know, okay? He keeps appearing in my life, and now he’s leaving. It’s just... weird."Chelsea smirked. "Weird? Or something else?"Reese shot her a glare before flopping onto the bed. "You're impossible."After a few moments of silence, Reese finally admitted, "Gerald is leaving tonight."Chelsea’s expression so
Chapter 75: Unraveling SecretsAdams sat in his office, his fingers drumming impatiently against the wooden desk. His mind was already occupied with the ongoing company projects when the door swung open. His mother, Olivia Hudson, walked in, her expression unreadable.He leaned back in his chair, watching her as she gracefully took a seat across from him. "To what do I owe this surprise visit, Mother?"Marina folded her arms, her gaze sharp. "I wanted to talk to you about your father’s health."Adams’ fingers stopped moving. He straightened slightly. "His health?"She nodded. "I traced his calls—every single one of them. Ever since you found out he was dying, I became curious."His eyes narrowed. "How long have you known?""A few years," Marina admitted, her voice calm but firm. "Two years before your marriage, to be precise."Adams clenched his jaw, his mind working through the implications. "And who did you trace the calls to?"His mother took a deep breath before speaking. "Liam’s
Chapter 74: Unfamiliar Faces and Unspoken TensionsChelsea sighed as she unlocked the front door to her apartment, exhaustion weighing down her shoulders. It had been a long day at work, and while she had expected to see Liam at the office, he hadn’t shown up. She knew why,he needed time to process what his mother had told him about his father.Dropping her bag onto the couch, she kicked off her heels and stretched, rolling the tension from her shoulders. The silence in the apartment felt strange. Usually, Reese was home by now, but the place was eerily empty.Where could she be?Shrugging, Chelsea made her way to the bedroom to freshen up. She changed into comfortable lounge wear, tying her hair up in a messy bun before heading to the kitchen. As she started gathering ingredients for dinner, the distant hum of an approaching car caught her attention.She hesitated, then walked toward the window, peeking through the curtains. A sleek black car had pulled up outside, and stepping out o
Chapter 73: The Truth Behind the MaskKim stood behind Reese, fastening the last button on her dress as she scrutinized her reflection in the mirror."Are you sure about this?" Kim asked, her voice laced with concern. "Going to meet him alone might not be the best idea. What if he’s dangerous?"Reese let out a soft chuckle, shaking her head. "Kim, I need to do this. I need to know what happened to Jeremy how he survived all these years and why he never reached out."Kim sighed, crossing her arms. "And what if his family doesn’t even know he’s alive?""Then I’ll find out the truth," Reese said firmly. She turned to face Kim. "I totally understand your concern, but I have to give this a shot. If there's even the slightest chance that I can get answers, I have to take it."Kim studied her for a moment before nodding. "Alright, but be careful. If anything feels off, call me immediately."Reese smiled. "I promise."A few minutes later, she was stepping into her car, gripping the steering w
Chapter 72: A Shocking RevelationLiam arrived at his mother’s estate, the familiar grand mansion standing tall against the morning sky. He hadn’t been here in months, avoiding unnecessary family drama as much as possible. However, after last night’s call, he knew he couldn’t ignore his mother forever.As he stepped inside, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and warm croissants filled the air. His mother, Eleanor, sat at the dining table, gracefully sipping her tea, while his grandmother, Beatrice, flipped through a newspaper.Eleanor looked up and smiled. “Liam, you came.”He sighed, taking a seat. “You asked me to.”“Join us for breakfast,” she said, pushing a plate of food toward him.Liam hesitated for a moment but eventually picked up his fork. He wasn’t particularly hungry, but if this was a way to get the conversation going, so be it.His grandmother eyed him over her glasses. “You look tired.”“I’m fine,” he muttered.Eleanor set her cup down, looking at him intently. “Liam, I
Chapter 71: A Taste of HurtThe next morning, Reese stretched as she got out of bed, reaching for her phone. She scrolled through her notifications and saw a text from Chelsea that had been sent late last night.Chelsea: Hey, Reese. Just wanted to let you know I’ll be spending the night at Liam’s place. Don’t wait up for me.Reese sighed, placing her phone on the nightstand. She wasn’t surprised things had been heating up between Chelsea and Liam, but something about the entire situation felt… off. Shaking the thought away, she decided to focus on something else.She picked up her phone again and dialed Kim. As soon as she answered, Reese said, “Come over. We’re going to find out who Gerald Hudson really is.”Kim hesitated for a second. “Are you sure about this? What if it’s dangerous?”Reese smirked. “That’s why you’re coming with me.”After hanging up, she moved to the kitchen, brewing herself a strong cup of coffee. She made herself a light breakfast but barely ate, her mind occupi
Chapter 70: A promise of love Charles arrived within minutes, his face dark with anger as he stepped into the penthouse. Aria, who had been standing frozen after Liam’s harsh words, turned toward her father in shock.“Dad?” she whispered, her voice barely above a breath.Charles gave her a once-over before turning his gaze to Liam. “What the hell is going on here?”Liam stood his ground, arms crossed over his chest. “You’re here to take your daughter home.”Aria’s shock morphed into rage as she turned back to Liam. “You’re really throwing me out like this? After everything? I should be here, well taken care of, but instead, you’re treating me like I mean nothing to you?”Liam’s expression didn’t waver. “That’s because you don’t mean anything to me, Aria.”She gasped, her eyes filling with tears. “You don’t mean that…”“I do,” Liam replied coldly. “And you shouldn’t bother coming back here because I’ll make sure the guards know you’re no longer welcome.”Aria clenched her fists. “You
Chapter 69: A Distasteful SurpriseKim walked into Reese’s office with a stack of printed papers and placed them on the table. Reese, who had been staring at her computer screen in deep thought, glanced up and reached for the documents.“I did a deep search for the name Gerald Hudson,” Kim began. “But I found nothing. No records, no background, nothing that could link him to any existing family. The only thing that came close was a Hudson family that used to live in France.”Reese frowned as she skimmed through the documents. “Hudson family?”Kim nodded. “Yeah, but their only son supposedly died in a car accident twenty years ago.”Reese’s heart skipped a beat. She immediately dropped the papers and looked at Kim with a sharp intensity. “The Hudsons… I know that family. They were friends with my parents.”Kim blinked in surprise. “You do?”“Yes,” Reese said firmly. “I even knew their son—the one who supposedly died. His name was Jeremy. Except… if this Gerald Hudson is linked to them,