The room fell silent as Jada's words hung in the air. All eyes turned to her, and she stood tall, her hand still raised in defiance. Slowly, each board member lowered their gaze, avoiding Jada's piercing stare as they raised their hands, each saying, "I." 'You will pay, Jada.' Leon thought as they dragged him away. 'And this time around, I will make sure I finish the job.' The board members watched as the men shoved him out the door, shutting it behind him. Then their gaze darted between Jada and Chase when he suddenly said, "Mr. Maxwell, did you try to hit my woman?" With wide eyes, Jada gazed at him as she wondered, 'How did he know?' Immediately, Mr. Maxwell jumped to his feet, fear etched on his face. "No, no, of course not, Mr. Aniston. I would never-" "Then you will drag this company down with your disgusting lifestyle. A chair lady who can't remember a damn thing about her past, who sleeps around, and is divorced. Who would respect a company led by someone like that?' was
As Jada walked out of the bathroom, drying her wet hair with a towel, she stopped humming at the sight of Chase. His eyes studied her with such intensity that she felt like an ant under a microscope. "What?" Jada finally said after he continued to stare at her in silence for several minutes. It didn't seem like he heard her. But maybe he did. He was just so focused that it was making her nervous. And his face looked so serious. She would've been scared if he wasn't so cute. "Chase?" Jada called again, trying to get his attention. "Are you okay?" "I know I agreed for you to return to work, but do you have to go every day?" Chase finally asked as he lowered his gaze from hers, focusing on her bare toes that wiggled slightly. "Isn't that what chairwomen do?" Jada teased him, trying to lighten up their conversation. "I own companies, and I don't go to work every day." "I googled your name, Chase Aniston. You are no ordinary CEO. Plus, you don't have a memory problem as I do. Th
At 9:00, Jada arrived at the company, her presence immediately commanding the attention of everyone in the lobby. Heads turned, gazes lingered, and whispers spread like wildfire as she and her bodyguards approached the elevator. As they walked ahead, the hushed whispers of two employees reached Jada's ears, "I envy her," one of them murmured to her workmate, unable to hide the hint of awe in her voice. "When we were on leave, Katy said, Master Chase came here in person just to defend her reputation." Jada couldn't help but overhear their conversation, her curiosity piqued. She slowed her pace, straining to catch every word. "Seriously, how come? Didn't she reject him multiple times, embarrassing him?" the other employee questioned, "How can he still love a woman like her?" The first employee sighed, her voice laced with envy and a tinge of longing. "I guess she's one of the lucky few," she responded wistfully. "I don't know why she rejected him the first time. If I had a man like Mr
Clearing his throat at the sight of the funny way Jada was looking at him, Xander straightened his posture, his expression turning colder. He took a step forward, his gaze locking with hers. "Mr. Smith, I believe you're mistaken," Xander began, shoving his hands in his pocket. "Miss Hudson's memories lost have no bearing on her ability to perform her job. In fact, her resilience and determination in the face of adversity only serve to highlight her exceptional skills and dedication." Calmly, Jada's eyes widened in surprise, and her lips parted slightly. She had never expected Xander, a man that Mr. Clark said he's known for his aloofness and indifference, to stand up for her. But here he was, defending her in front of the entire room, his voice filled with conviction. Meeting her eyes again, Xander continued, his gaze never leaving Jada's. "In my past interactions with Miss Hudson, I have witnessed firsthand her exceptional knowledge and expertise in the industry. She possesses a k
Hastily, Jada dried her tears, took a deep breath, trying to steady her voice, and looked at Maria with a fire in her eyes. "I have no husband," Jada said, her eyes lost of emotion. "But I do have a man, and he's one damn good man-" With a frown, Maria scoffed, rolling her eyes as she cut her off, "Oh please, Jada. You're just deluding yourself. Chase is cut from the same cloth as trickers. He's a predator, and he's out to get what he wants-" "Shut up and get out because it seems like you don't know a damn thing you speak." Jada scoffed, the aura around her shifting into one that was far more dangerous and threatening than anything Maria had ever seen before in Jada's life. 'That fool! Look at the mess he made! He should have finished you. Now you have become a big problem.' Maria thought, eyeing Jada with a fake smile. 'Now that she has decided to stay by Chase's side, it will be hard for us to get rid of her. Shit!' The air in the office suddenly grew heavy with tension as Jad
The mischief in Xander's eyes made Jada feel as if he could see right through her facade. Her lips thinning into a line, she raised her head, challenging him once more as he continued staring at her, his gaze flashing with amusement and intrigue. Jada wanted nothing but to wipe that look off of his smug, arrogant face. Before she could retaliate, Mr. Cairos cut in, looking directly at Xander, his eyes trembling with worry as he said, "Is there a problem, Mr. Gracias?" Looking back at Jada, Xander smirked and said, "I don't know. Is the one, Miss Hudson?" The thought of Chase and his trust issue with her made Jada frown, knowing that the reason she didn't want to have lunch with Xander was that she wanted Chase's permission first. But she didn't utter a word, and Mr. Cairos turned away from her, addressing Xander. "We and the other board members were over the moon when we heard that you guys were not canceling your contract with us-" "And we are not." Xander interrupted, cutting
For the longest, Jada and Xander sat silently, and then she suddenly drew her chair back, standing up. But as she turned to leave, he grabbed her hand, his grip firm but gentle. "Wait," he said, his voice low and serious. "I know we haven't gotten off on the right foot, but I want to make things right. I want to work with you, not against you. And I think this project could be the start of something great for both of our companies." Holding back her tone, Jada hesitated, her eyes meeting his. She could see the sincerity in his gaze, and for a moment, she felt a flicker of something she couldn't quite name. But then she remembered Chase and his trust issue and pulled her hand away, shaking her head. "I appreciate the offer, Mr. Gracias, but I think keeping our business relationship strictly professional is best. I have no interest in anything else." Three of her bodyguards approached them, and Jada pulled her hand out of Xander's grip. "Miss Hudson, the boss said we should take yo
After calling in sick to the company for three whole days, Jada sat in the backseat of her Mercedes-Benz EQS SUV. She rested back in her seat, her body still recovering from that day with Chase. "Ben, can you stop at Broun cafe? I need my usual if I am going to get through this day." Jada said as she stared out of the window, smiling at the thought of spending the last three days with Chase. The memories of them cuddled up on the sofa watching movies, cooking and messing up the kitchen, just sitting in the silence of the garden and staring at the sun go down made her smile, her cheek growing hot. It was the happiest she had ever seen him, and it was because of the fact she did not have to deal with work or being away from him, and he was taking care of her. But now that she was going back to the company, a part of her felt nervous about what this meant for them. After a few minutes, the five vehicles came to a stop, and Jada looked at her driver, saying, "I will be quick. There'
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The morning sun danced through the lace curtains, casting a warm glow across the spacious room. Beaming, Jada stood in front of the grand mirror, her reflection a vision of ethereal beauty. The ivory gown hugged her slender frame, cascading down in layers of delicate lace and silk. A symphony of beaded embellishments adorned the bodice, shimmering like stardust on a moonlit night. As she admired her reflection, her heart swelled with excitement and anticipation. The room buzzed with the sound of laughter and joy as Sarah, Katherine, and Ivy, gathered around her. Their faces were aglow with love and pride, mirroring Jada's own emotions. With gentle hands, they carefully fastened the buttons on her gown, each intricate detail an homage to the love she shared with Chase. Suddenly, Sarah wiped away a stray tear that escaped the corner of her eye. "Oh, Jada, you look positively radiant. Chase is one lucky man to have you." "Indeed, my dear. Your love story is one for the ages. It warm
One Year Later The screeching tires echoed through the deserted parking lot as Ben expertly maneuvered the black car to a smooth stop. A symphony of engines ceased their purring, one after another, as the sixteen vehicles following in his wake mirrored his actions. For a while, Jacob, his sharp eyes never leaving the screen of his phone, got down with the other, and then he finally glanced up from the glow of the device. His commanding voice cut through the stillness. "Master Chase and Lady Jada are coming outside with young master," Men clad in impeccably tailored black suits emerged from the shadows, their presence commanding attention. They fanned out around the car, forming a protective circle, a formidable wall of security. Each man radiated an aura of strength, their eyes scanning the surroundings with a practiced vigilance. The sun dipped below the horizon, casting the airport in a hazy twilight. The flickering glow of the streetlights above bathed the scene in an othe
A look of fear crossed Jada's face, her voice quivered, and her eyes darted anxiously around the room as she cried, "The police... Why would the police come to us?" "Don't worry, rest yourself, and this will all be over," Chase said, stroking her cheeks to calm the stress that itched on her face. As he was about to leave the bed, Jada grabbed his hand, her grip tight and desperate. She looked up at him with wide, tear-filled eyes and said, "I want to come with you." "No, stay," Chase said, gently but firmly. "I am not some dog!" "Babe, you know that's not what I mean," "Stress is not good for our baby," "That's why I don't want you to come," "If I stay back, I am going to die from anxiety." Silence settled between them, the weight of their emotions intensifying in the dimly lit room, and Chase brushed his palm over his face and mumbled in his head, 'This is either going to break us up... or you love me beyond what I can ever imagine.' Then he nodded at her, a tiny smile
Panicking, Melissa sat in the private room of Greenland Restaurant, staring at Chase's message on her screen, "Meet me there by 12." But it was 12:30 and he had not shown up yet. With a scowl, she glanced at the empty glass, knowing that the bottle was also empty. Suddenly, the door opened, and in walked Chase. His eyes met hers and the was this coldness that flashed across them. "What is it?" Melissa asked worriedly as he sat down next to her on the table and put his arms behind his head, letting out a yawn. "You killed Maria, didn't you." Chase's eyes flashed dangerously in amusement, as a smile tugged at the corner of his lips, despite the anger seething within his chest. "You bought Lennon Haven, set a trap with Maria helps to kill Jada, and when your plans were falling apart, you left Maria in that building and triggered the bomb, blasting the building and killing her inside. Truth or truth?" Chase asked as a cruel smile played upon his face. "Who told you those lies?" sh
The sound of water dripping echoed in Leon's ears, reverberating through the dimly lit room. He sat in a chair, his wrists tightly bound behind the backrest, feeling the cold metal dig into his skin. The chill in the air seemed to seep into his bones, adding to the discomfort that already plagued him. As his head throbbed with pain, he struggled to make sense of his surroundings. The air smelled musty, like a forgotten cellar left untouched for years. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps grew louder, resonating in his ears and sending a shiver down his spine. The dread of the unknown gripped him, his heart pounding in his chest. And then, in one swift motion, the blindfold was yanked from his face. His eyes adjusted to the dim lighting, and fear washed over him as he found himself staring into Chase's cold, unyielding eyes. The look of rage etched on Chase's face was raw, causing a lump to form in Leon's throat. Before he could utter a single word, Chase's fist slammed into his nose w
As Chase's eyes bore into Derry Lennon's trembling form, the weight of his threat hanging heavily in the room, the CEO's face drained of color as he struggled to comprehend the gravity of the situation he found himself in. Sweat glistened on his forehead, a testament to the fear that coursed through his veins. With wild eyes, Derry's voice quivered as he stammered, "Two... two weeks? But... but I... I don't deserve this! I didn't know what Melissa was planning! I never wanted any harm to come to Jada!" Glaring down at him, Chase's expression remained cold, his voice devoid of empathy. "Your involvement, whether intentional or not, led to an attempt on Jada's life. I could easily have your blood spilled on this very floor, but I'm showing you mercy. Two weeks, Derry. Two weeks to turn yourself in and face the consequences." The feeling of Chase's men's eyes on him made Derry's hands clenched into fists as he struggled to find his voice. "I... I can't just... I have a family, a reput
When Jada walked into their bedroom, she froze at the sight of Chase taking off his shirt, and the deep scar on his back made tears well up in her eyes. The scars from the burn on his back made her heart hurt, and she took steps toward him, stopping. Then her fingers rested on his skin. When Chase felt her touch, he closed his eyes, leaning into Jada’s hand on his back, and mumbled, "It has healed nicely, hasn't it?" "Our baby is so lucky to have a dad like you," Jada whispered, tracing the scars on his skin with delicate fingers. "You're such a good man." She mumbled, kissing his back, and Chase turned around, smiling down at her. Then he squatted, resting his palm on Jada's stomach, whispering, "Hey, bubby... Are you enjoying yourself in there?" "I can't believe Peanut is five weeks now." She pouted. "Peanut?" "Did you see the Ultrasound? Our baby was so small." A laugh left Chase's mouth as he kissed Jada's temple, saying, "Peanut if only five weeks, my love... and don't
Meeting his eyes, Jada hesitated, the weight of her past pressing down on her as she contemplated sharing the most intimate details of her childhood with Chase. But she knew that he deserved to understand her perspective, so she began to speak, her voice soft and filled with emotions. "Growing up, my world was a bit of a paradox. On the one hand, I had the privilege of being raised in a wealthy and influential family, but on the other hand, I felt a sense of isolation and detachment from it all. My parents, especially my father, were deeply immersed in the world of business. The HH Corporation was everything to him, and he had little time or inclination to be a father. I think he believed that providing for me financially was enough." Calmly, Jada approached the bed, sitting by him, and took his hand in hers, staring down at the floor. Then she squeezed his hand and said, "I was closest to Maria the most. She was older than me, and I looked up to her like a big sister. Maria was t