Chapter 64: Passed Out
Claire’s POV
I woke up the next morning with a slight ache in my neck from sleeping at an odd angle. The early morning light streamed through the curtains, casting a warm glow over the room. I stretched and rolled over before I slipped out of bed, my feet hitting the cool wooden floor, and padded out of the bedroom.
The apartment was eerily quiet, except for the distant hum of the city outside. As I reached the living area, I froze. Alex was there, passed out on the couch, still in his clothes from the day before. His shoes were kicked off haphazardly, his tie loosened around his neck, and his shirt was rumpled and stained with something I could not quite place. What shocked me the most were the two guns sitting on the coffee table in front of him, alongside his tablet, phone, and an empty bottle of beer.
Chapter 65: The MastermindClaire’s POVThe silence between us stretched as Alex gathered his thoughts and just resumed filling his stomach in a careful manner. I could see the struggle in his eyes, the way his mind seemed to churn through the events of the previous night. I waited, not wanting to rush him, knowing that whatever he was about to share would be heavy. My heart pounded in my chest, the anxiety of the unknown gnawing at me, but I kept my expression neutral, offering him the space he needed to speak.Finally, he looked at me, his gaze softening just a bit. “After I left the apartment yesterday,” he began, his voice low and measured, “I went straight to the headquarters. We had managed to get some information out of the bomber before we handed him over to the police.”I nodded, trying to keep my breathi
Chapter 66: GreedierClaire’s POVThe tension in the room was thick as the video played on Alex’s tablet, its sound echoing through the otherwise silent office. Alessandro Vermont’s expansive office was designed to impress. Rich, dark wood paneling covered the walls, giving the room a stately feel, while the plush carpet underfoot muted every step, making each one seem like a thunderous declaration in the intense quiet. Floor-to-ceiling windows lined one side of the room, overlooking the city skyline. A large, imposing mahogany desk dominated the space, flanked by shelves filled with leather-bound books and framed photographs of the Vermont family through the years.But at this moment, the grandeur of the office seemed to shrink under the weight of the confrontation that was about to unfold. Alessandro sat behind his desk, his usually composed demeanor
Chapter 67: The Truth and His RetirementClaire’s POVThe day after the confrontation with Felicity dawned with an eerie stillness, but that calm quickly unraveled into chaos as the world outside our bubble began to catch wind of the storm brewing within the Vermont family. I had not slept much. The events of the previous day played on a loop in my mind — Alex’s fury, Felicity’s desperation, Alessandro’s cold, crushing rejection. But as the sun rose, reality set in, and with it, the grim understanding that what had transpired within those walls was about to spill into the public eye.By mid-morning, the Vermont Corporation was the center of a media frenzy. The abductor — Mike — had been handed over to the police, and the press swarmed the station like vultures drawn to fresh carrion. As soon as the police van arrived
Chapter 68: NauseaClaire’s POVVermont Corporation was front page news to every business news outlet, and the speculation surrounding Felicity’s involvement in the kidnapping reached a fever pitch. I sat on the couch in the living room, my eyes glued to the television as yet another news broadcast flashed across the screen. The room was quiet, save for the low murmur of the anchor’s voice, but outside, the world was anything but.On the screen, a reporter stood outside the police station, a flurry of cameras and microphones aimed at the entrance. The scene was chaotic, with journalists jostling for position, each trying to capture the best shot of the unfolding drama. It was the Vermont’s security team that was able to track Felicity’s trail, and immediately handed the information to the police to carry out their pursuit.
Chapter 69: Divorce and Pregnancy?Claire’s POVIn the following days, Alex had been distant, always busy with the company, leaving early in the morning and coming home late at night. I barely saw him anymore, and when I did, our interactions were brief and strained. He was fully absorbed in his new role as President of Vermont Corporations, a position that came with enormous responsibilities. I understood that, but it did not make the emptiness of the unit any easier to bear.And for another morning, after another restless night, I woke up feeling nauseous. My stomach churned as I hurried to the bathroom, barely making it in time to vomit. I leaned against the sink, trying to steady myself as the room spun. My hair was a mess, and I felt completely drained. This was not the first time I had woken up like this, but today it felt worse. I splashed cold w
Chapter 70: RunawayClaire’s hands trembled as she clutched the third pregnancy test, her heart pounding so loudly she feared it might burst from her chest. The bathroom lights were harsh, casting an unforgiving glare on the white stick that had confirmed her worst fears. Three kits, three tests, and three positive results. There was no mistaking it. She was pregnant.Pregnant.The word echoed in her mind that drowned out all rational thought. Her breath came in shallow gasps, her vision blurring as tears welled up, but she could not let herself cry — not yet. Not here. It felt as though the ground beneath her was crumbling, and the world was caving in, suffocating her even more. This was supposed to be a simple arrangement, a contract signed with clear terms and conditions, with no room for deviations. But life, it seemed, h
Chapter 71: Claire’s GoneClaire’s POVThe divorce papers arrived the next morning, neatly bound in a thick envelope that felt heavier than it should. The weight of what they represented was crushing, yet there was an odd sense of relief in knowing that I was finally taking control of my life. I sat at the dining table, staring at the documents in front of me. The air was thick with the smell of coffee that I had brewed to steady my nerves, but even the strong aroma could not drown out the anxiety swirling in my chest.I picked up the first page and began to read. Every word felt like a knife, cutting through the memories of the life I had tried to build with Alex. The legal jargon was cold and impersonal, stripping away any pretense of the relationship we had once shared. The terms were clear, the none division of assets, the dissolution of our marriage, the conditions of our separation — all meticulously laid out, leaving no room for ambiguity. It was the final step in severing the
Chapter 72: Dinner?Alex’s POVThe sunlight filtered through the curtains of the penthouse, casting a warm, golden hue over the sleek, modern interior. The apartment was quiet, almost eerily so, as Alex stirred in his bed. He woke up to the familiar surroundings, but something felt different. As he slowly sat up, rubbing the sleep from his eyes, the silence pressed in on him. The absence of a faint sound of footsteps, or the clink of dishes in the kitchen made the space feel hollow.For the past few days, the reality of Claire’s absence had been sinking in. At first, he had tried to dismiss it, telling himself that it was part of the plan. This had been what they had agreed since the beginning, once he had achieved his goal, she would disappear from his life and reclaim her freedom. They had agreed, after all. Their marriage was never meant to last, just a means to an end. He had achieved what he wanted — succeeding his father as the President of Vermont Corporations. But now, with th
Chapter 81: The ProposalClaire's hands trembled as she fought to shut the door. Her voice was low and angry, almost a hiss, "Leave, Alex. Leave. I don’t want you here." But no matter how hard she pushed, Alex's grip on the door was stronger. He wasn't letting go this time.She glared at him, her heart pounding in her chest, but the truth was, his sudden presence after all these months had unraveled her. She was pregnant, alone, and already emotionally exhausted. Seeing Alex, of all people, standing in front of her only intensified everything she had bottled up inside. Her emotions clashed violently. The man she loved — the man who had hurt her — was standing just inches away.“I’m not leaving,” Alex said firmly, his voice filled with a quiet desperation. “Claire, please… just let me talk to you.”Tears pricked at the corners of Claire’s eyes as she struggled with her emotions. She wanted to hate him, to push him away and protect herself from any more pain. But as she stood there, fac
Chapter 80: Leave, AlexTanya’s sharp voice cut through the phone after the nonstop calls from Alex. "What do you want, Alex?" Now that he learned about Claire’s pregnancy, he couldn’t calm down, and the search for her was too slow and it was making him restless, he could not just sit down and wait. There was an easier way, and that was through Tanya, so he reached out to her multiple times.Alex took a deep breath, steadying his nerves. "I need to know where Claire is." Silence. Tanya refused to reply. She promised Claire that she would not tell a soul where she was."I know she's pregnant, Tanya," Alex continued, his voice betraying a hint of desperation. "I need to find her. I need to be with her."Tanya’s sigh crackled through the phone. “Pregnant or not, you’ve lost the right to know where she is. You made your choices, Alex. Now, Claire’s making hers.”Alex closed his eyes, pushing back the frustration. “I understand how it looks. I made mistakes — I was so focused on the compa
Chapter 79: His Child“We’ve found something,” Jones’s voice said, pulling Alex from his haze.“What is it?” Alex asked, straightening up in his chair, suddenly alert.“We tracked down Tanya’s relatives in the Philippines. Took a while, but we’ve confirmed a connection. She’s got a cousin there, and from what we can tell, Claire could be staying with them.”Alex felt a rush of adrenaline, a flicker of hope he hadn’t felt in weeks. Finally, there was something concrete.“Do we know where they live?” he asked, his tone sharp, all business now.“Not yet, but we’re working on it. We’ll need to send someone over, a private investigator. We’ve already got people on the ground following up leads, but it’s delicate. We’ll need time.”“How much time?”“Could take a couple of weeks, maybe more. We’re doing everything we can.”Weeks. The word echoed in Alex’s mind. Claire could be slipping further away every moment that passed, but there was no other option. He had to be patient. Something he ha
Chapter 78: MiserableThe following days passed in a blur of frustration, alcohol, and regret. Alex could not shake the feeling of loss, the gnawing emptiness that had settled in his chest since Claire disappeared. He had always prided himself on being in control, on having everything within his grasp, of everything going his way. But now, everything felt like it was slipping through his fingers like he was not in control of things anymore. Claire had become an unforeseen factor that was driving his life into ruin. His apartment, once filled with the quiet presence of Claire, felt cold and empty. It was not just the absence of her physical presence — it was the absence of the warmth and life she had brought into his space. Without her, the apartment felt like a hollow shell, a reflection of the growing void inside him. Before, he never minded, he never noticed, for he never let anyone in ever again after Aubrey Chen, but somehow, Claire made everything different. The once cold and ho
Chapter 77: Can't Hide ForeverThe phone rang again, its shrill tone slicing through the suffocating silence of Alex’s office. He was slouched in his chair, a half empty glass of whiskey resting on the edge of his desk. The burn of alcohol did little to numb the persistent ache gnawing at him ever since Claire disappeared. For a few seconds, he stared at the phone, considering letting it ring, as if ignoring the call could somehow silence the storm raging inside him.But something about the persistent ringing was tugging him from his haze. With a frustrated sigh, he reached for the phone.“Yes?” he answered when he recognized the caller, his voice rough and groggy from drinking all day.“Sir, it is Jones,” came the steady, familiar voice of his security head. “We have finally tracked down Claire’s last known whereabouts.”Alex straightened in his chair, his heartbeat quickening. “Go on,” he urged, gripping the phone tightly.“She boarded a flight to the Philippines. We confirmed it th
Chapter 76: Fight for HerAlex pulled out his phone, staring at Tanya's contact. She had always been close to Claire, her best friend. If anyone knew where Claire had gone, it would be her. With a deep breath, Alex tapped her name and waited for the line to connect.The dial tone rang once, twice, then a click as Tanya picked up."Hello? " Tanya's voice came through, cautious.Alex cleared his throat. “Tanya, it is Alex.”There was a pause on the other end. "What do you want, Alex?"“I need to talk to you. About Claire.” His voice was firm but not demanding. He did not want to escalate things, but he needed answers. “I need to know where she is.”Tanya scoffed, the sound sharp and unforgiving. “You need to know where she is? Are you serious? After everything, Alex? After all those photos of you and Aubrey?”“It is not what you think,” he started, but Tanya cut him off.“Oh, it is exactly what I think. Do you think I did not see the articles? The photos? Claire saw them too, Alex. She
Chapter 75: ClosureA few days had passed since the divorce papers landed on Alex’s desk, and despite that he had pushed the papers in his table drawers, out of his sight, the fact that he had to make a decision and the existence of CClaire’s signature on the paper did not leave his mind. The cold reality of Claire’s absence became more noticeable as he moved through his daily routines. She was gone, and there was no escaping it. He tried to bury himself in his work, as he always had when things got complicated, but this time, even Vermont Corp. could not keep his mind from drifting back to her, in addition to the relentless inquiry of Alessandro Vermont about Claire each article he had read on the internet about Aubrey Chen. Alex never had an answer to them and just let his father get mad over it, accusing Alex of manipulating him to get the position he had wanted, only abiding by the conditions he had set to get what he wanted, and now that he had it, he had completely neglected his
Chapter 74: Life He Wanted, Needed"Mr. Vermont, this just arrived for you," one of the assistant secretaries in his office said, placing it on his desk.Alex barely glanced at it, offering a distracted nod. "Thanks, just leave it there," he replied, his eyes still on the screen. He had been engrossed in back to back meetings, discussing expansion strategies, reviewing reports, and making decisions that would impact the company’s future. His mind was occupied with the endless responsibilities that came with being the new president.The envelope remained unopened on the corner of his desk until he finished reviewing a lengthy financial report and he finally reached for it, intending to deal with it quickly before moving on to the next task.He frowned looking at the envelope with only the return address of Humprey’s Law Firm printed on it. He had no idea as to why the law firm had sent him papers knowing that he was not facing any lawsuits or any legal matter which if it involved the c
Chapter 73: The AnomalyThe soft murmur of conversation and the clinking of glasses surrounded Alex and Aubrey as they finished their dinner at one of New York's most exclusive restaurants. The dim lighting cast a warm glow over the elegantly set table, making the evening feel almost intimate despite the public setting. Alex glanced at Aubrey, who was smiling softly as she swirled the last of her wine in her glass."That was lovely," Aubrey said, her voice smooth and melodic. She set her glass down and looked at him with a satisfied expression. "It has been a while since I have had such a relaxing dinner."Alex nodded, a small smile playing on his lips. "I’m glad you enjoyed it." He signaled the waiter, who promptly brought the bill. As Alex reached for his wallet, he could not help but notice the flicker of movement outside the restaurant's large windows. Paparazzi. They had been spotted.It had started with a few people recognizing them, whispers spread through the restaurant like w