Nathan walked into La Cuisine, trying to shake off the unsettling encounter with Ava.The restaurant was one of the most prestigious in town, frequented by the city’s elite.An attendant greeted him as he entered.“Welcome, Mr. Crawford. Right this way, please,” the attendant said, leading Nathan to Ella's table.“Hello, Ella,” Nathan said as he approached.Ella sat waiting, dressed in a simple green dress that complemented her skin tone. Her short blonde hair framed her chubby cheeks, making her smile even more endearing.“You’re the only person capable of getting a meeting during my lunch break,” Ella said with a raised brow, the left side of her lips curling into a half-smile.“Naturally,” Nathan replied, taking his seat across from her.“You look like something's pissed you off,” Ella observed as Nathan sat down.“Not really,” Nathan said, managing a smile as he patted her hand."I don't believe that, but we both know you won't talk unless you want to, so I won't push," Ella said,
“I was talking about him,” Ella muttered under her breath, her eyes fixed on the figure approaching their table.She hadn't noticed Nathan was still on the phone.As Nathan finished his call, Elliot and Daphne joined them at the table.“Ella?” Elliot exclaimed, his eyebrows shooting up in surprise.“Yes, it’s me, and get that surprised look off your face, will you?” Ella replied, crossing her arms.“I didn’t know you were back in town,” Elliot said, his gaze shifting to Nathan.“Sure you didn’t,” Ella murmured with a shrug.“Hello, Nathan. How’s it going?” Elliot asked, turning his attention to him.“I’m good. Sorry, I left without saying anything yesterday,” Nathan said, looking up.“No worries, I think I get why,” Elliot replied, a knowing smile playing on his lips.Ella’s eyes darted to Daphne, her brows raised as she stared daggers at the woman.“And who do we have here?”Daphne met Ella’s stare without flinching.“I don’t believe we’ve met,” she said coolly.“Oh, I see,” Ella sai
Nathan walked into the Crawford Group head office, his long strides quickly carrying him to the elevator.“When did the meeting start?” Nathan asked Mike, who was hurrying beside him, to keep up.“A little over an hour ago,” Mike said, checking his wristwatch.“And my grandfather?” Nathan asked.“Last I checked, he was still at the house,” Mike replied.“Okay,” Nathan nodded as they stepped out of the elevator onto the top floor of the thirty-story skyscraper.There was just one conference room on the floor, reserved for Nathan’s special meetings. Nathan preferred the room, with its floor-to-ceiling windows offering an unobstructed view of the city skyline. It was the perfect setting to negotiate high-stakes deals and hold confidential meetings away from prying eyes.“Welcome, Mr. Crawford,” Anita, Nathan’s secretary, said, standing as he walked past her.“How many?” Nathan asked.“Four,” Anita replied quickly, knowing exactly what he meant.Nathan pulled open the door, stepping into
“What is going on here?” Peter Crawford demanded as he strode into the room, his eyes darting between his two sons.Mike quietly excused himself, sensing the tension, and left the room to give them privacy.“Nothing, Dad,” Nathan replied calmly, then added, “What brings you here?”Peter turned his gaze to Tyler and asked, “Is that true?”Tyler shrugged and replied, “Nathan says it is.”“This is no time to fight with each other,” Peter said, sighing deeply as he added, “What if it had been your grandfather who walked in here?”“He’s the golden boy," Tyler snorted as he added, "and I doubt he'd receive any backlash."“Grandpa hasn’t been to the office in a while, Dad. I doubt he’d just show up,” Nathan replied, running a hand through his hair.“The tension in here is thick enough to cut with a knife,” Peter observed, his eyes flicking between his sons as he added, “That’s not so good, considering you are at work."Nathan sighed and replied, “It’s settled, Dad. Let’s not make a big deal
Walking into her room, Ava listened to the caller's reply as she set down her bag and took a seat on the bed.“Okay, that’s good. Let me know once the next delivery is made,” Ava replied.She ended the call a few seconds later and immediately dialed her assistant in Los Angeles.“Hello, Ava!” Lily’s voice rang with joy."You're going to burst my eardrum, you know," Ava muttered, smiling.Lily laughed as she replied, “I thought you’d forgotten all about me!”“No way I could. You know I can’t handle all this work by myself,” Ava replied, smiling.“How’s the trip going?” Lily asked.Ava walked over to the window, taking in the view of the city as she sighed deeply.“The kids love it,” Ava said, adding, “and the reason I called is because I need you to check out a new client for me.”“Okay, shoot,” Lily answered, her voice bubbling with excitement.“I need a detailed report on their business activities. You know what to look for, right?” Ava asked.“Definitely. After over two years of wor
Ava checked her phone; the message was from Oliver.-Thank you for coming today, Ava. I look forward to receiving your final decision. -Oliver.Ava sighed, running a hand through her hair.“Ava?” Bella’s voice pulled her from her thoughts.Ava looked up to see Bella watching her with concern, her hands busy setting the dining table.“Hmm, yes,” Ava replied, quickly shutting her phone and forcing a smile.“Everything okay?” Bella asked, her brows knitting together.“Yes, sure,” Ava said with a nod, brushing off the lingering thoughts as she asked, “What are we having for dinner?”“Spaghetti and chicken!” Jordan and Jenna shouted in unison, their faces lighting up with identical wide grins.“Hmm, I see someone’s got their favorite meal tonight,” Ava chuckled, reaching out to playfully ruffle Jordan’s hair.“Yes!” Jordan shouted, his excitement bubbling over just as Brad entered the dining room.“Hi, Ava,” Brad greeted, his smile warm and genuine as he took a seat across from her.“Hi,
Clara turned back swiftly, ending the call instantly as she faced her father-in-law.“It’s nothing; I was talking to Wyatt about a new item I’m expecting,” she replied hurriedly, trying to sound casual.Timothy Crawford descended the stairs, leaning on the walking stick he used for balance. Even in his old age, his sharp eyes missed nothing.“You sounded like you were talking about someone instead of something,” Timothy said.He eased himself into one of the couches, his eyes never leaving Clara. “Anyway, you don’t have to end your call because of me.”“Oh, I was actually done talking to him,” Clara replied, trying to keep her voice steady.“Alright, if you say so,” Timothy said, leaning back into the couch.“Yes, hmm,” Clara stammered, eager to escape his probing gaze as she said, “I’ll just go check on the chef.”Once she was out of sight, Clara let out a long, shaky breath.A few seconds later, "Dad?" Peter called, walking down the stairs, over to Timothy."Where are your sons?" Ti
Brad looked at Bella, eyebrows raised. “You mean the spark designer?”“Yes, that one. They seem to be making quite a buzz in the city,” Bella replied.“Oh, yeah, I have. Although no one knows who it is, the designs are just so lovely,” Brad said, his voice filed with admiration.“What do you think, Ava?” Bella asked, turning to her.“How would I know?” Ava asked, her surprise evident.“Well, it turns out you’ve been in the fashion space longer than I have been. You didn’t tell me your father owned the Love Clothing Company,” Bella said, lowering her voice to keep the children from overhearing.Ava glanced at Brad, who was now looking at her with interest. She then turned back to Bella, her expression neutral.“That doesn’t mean I’d know the designs. We haven’t even been back in town for long.”“True,” Bella agreed, adding, “So, what do you think? Should we go check out this famous designer? Let’s see if the designs are as good as they say.”“Okay,” Ava agreed.Brad joined in, smiling.