Before Sia could respond, the door to the room opened, and the doctor stepped in. “Miss Swift, Mr. Cooper is having internal bleeding. We didn’t catch it earlier. He has lost a significant amount of blood. We need to start a transfusion immediately, but…” The doctor paused, glancing at his clipboard. "His blood type is rare. We don’t have it in our bank."Leon looked between the doctor and Sia, "What can we do?" he asked.The doctor shook his head, his eyes troubled. "We will try contacting other hospitals, but it could take time. In the meantime, we need to act fast." Sia’s mind raced. Nash wasn’t here, Anne was dealing with Nicholas, and now Mr. Cooper’s life was hanging in the balance. “I will see what I can do,” she said quietly. Leon placed a hand on her arm. "I will help. We will figure this out together."Sia nodded. Time was running out, and they needed a solution fast. Sia’s mind raced as she processed the doctor’s words. “What is his blood type?” she asked, her voice ti
Charlotte was silent for a beat, and then, in a serious tone, she said, "Okay, I will be there."Sia’s mind was swirling. She could hardly keep up with what was going on. There was something urgent and personal about Leon’s interactions, but she couldn’t bring herself to ask him any questions. Five minutes later, the sound of a helicopter was heard. Nash rushed toward Sia, his steps frantic, his face pale with worry. As soon as he saw her, his voice cracked. "Miss Swift, what happened to my dad?"Sia looked at him and tried to say in the calm tone, "Nash, please don’t worry. Everything will be okay. Your dad will be fine."He shook his head, his voice trembling. "But what happened?"Sia took a deep breath and said. "Your dad lost a lot of blood, and he needed a blood transfusion."Nash’s face tightened with the realisation. "But the hospital doesn’t have his blood type. I inquired yesterday…"Sia’s eyes softened as she reassured him. "Don’t worry. Everything is taken care of. We go
Before Sia could answer, Leon’s voice cut through the conversation. "Shut up."Nash froze, his eyes widening as he looked at the man who had just spoken. Leon’s dark eyes bore into him with such intensity that Nash could feel a shiver run down his spine. The man was tall, broad, with dark curly hair framing a face that was both stern and enigmatic. Dressed in a sharp three-piece suit, Leon looked like someone who had been born to command while exuding an air of authority that made it impossible to ignore him.Leon pointed a finger at Nash, "You will sit on that sofa," he said, his tone cold and direct. "And you will not talk nonsense until everything is fine. And if I hear your sermon about repayment or anything like that… I’m going to beat you up."Nash’s blue eyes flared with anger as he stormed up to Leon, standing face-to-face with him. But before he could say another word, Leon grabbed him by the collar and effortlessly shoved him back onto the sofa.“Jax!” Leon commanded sharpl
The whole night, Nash, Charlotte, Sia, and Leon stayed at the hospital, waiting for any news. The air smelled of medicine and the quiet hum of machines filled the room. It felt like everyone was in stress but nobody knew what the stress was for. Early in the morning, a man came into the waiting room while holding a folder of reports. "Mr. Hart, we got the results you asked for," the man said, his voice serious. Leon took the reports without saying anything. His hands were shaking as he flipped through the pages. When he reached the last page, his face went pale. He couldn’t believe what he was reading. Shock hit him hard, and he sank into the nearest chair. He couldn’t speak or react and just stared at the paper. Around him, everyone else was asleep and completely unaware of the news that had shaken him. He did not know how to break the news that he came across accidentally. In his life, he had a motto that nothing was a coincidence. There was always a reason for something. Today,
Sitting on the bench outside the hospital, Charlotte and Nash were at opposite ends, each holding a hot cup of coffee. The cold evening air made them shiver, but neither seemed to notice. Charlotte finally broke the quiet while giving Nash a tired smile. “Hi.”Nash didn’t smile back. He stared off into the distance his face full of confusion. “I don’t understand any of this.” His voice was rough like he had been trying to hold it together for too long. “All these people... How are they suddenly my dad’s family?”It had been two days since Nash learned that his father’s name wasn’t Neil Cooper, but Nathaniel Hart. The whole thing had started when the Hart family rushed into the ICU, crying and hugging his father as though they had always been a part of his life. There was an older woman named Ellora Hart, who claimed to be his father’s mother. Then there was Nikolai Hart, his father’s father. Nicholas Hart and his wife Anne were his father's brother and sister-in-law. Emery Hart and he
Nash paused as he suddenly looked down at his coffee. "Three years ago... when my mom died." He turned to Charlotte, studying her for a moment before asking, “You’re my dad’s daughter?”Charlotte’s lips curved into a gentle laugh, and she nodded. “I am.” She reached for her phone, quickly scrolling through her gallery before turning it toward Nash. On the screen were dozens of photos of Nathaniel. She swiped through them, showing him each one. “You look a lot like him, especially when he was young,” she said, pointing to a picture of her father in his youth.Nash leaned in, his eyes scanning the photos while his fingers slowly scrolled through them. "Mom always said I had her eyes... but the rest of me is all Dad," he said quietly. As he came to the end of the images, he stopped, a thoughtful expression crossing his face. “Your dad seemed to love you a lot in these.”The man in the pictures was not his father Neil Cooper but Nathaniel Hart. There were a lot of differences between the
“You okay, Charlotte?” Sia asked gently when she spotted her best friend sitting alone in the corner. She wrapped her arms tightly around herself.Charlotte tried to muster a smile but it crumbled as an ugly sob escaped her. She leaned forward while clinging to Sia like a lifeline and whispered through her tears, “Nash doesn’t want to involve Dad with our family. I understand his concerns, I really do. I even told him I would d respect his decision and maintain boundaries between us. But now…” She pulled back slightly, her voice breaking as she confessed, “Now that I’m sitting here all alone, I realize—I can’t do it. I can’t. I’m not that selfless. He is my daddy. My father. The one who loved me more than anything in this world. He went to lengths no one else would just to make me happy. I want him in my life, Sia. I need him. I can’t live without him.”Sia held her close while gently rubbing her back. “I understand you,” she said softly, trying to balm to Charlotte’s painful emotions
Sia said gently, “I understand how you feel, but you can’t blame Nash entirely. Your family… it can be overwhelming for someone like him.” She paused, taking a calming breath, and continued, “Charlotte, imagine this: you ARe just a regular girl from a struggling background, working hard every single day to care for your sick father in a nursing home. Then, out of nowhere, the wealthiest family in the world shows up and claims you belong to them. It sounds insane, right? Like something straight out of a movie. That’s how Nash feels like this can’t be real or like it’s some kind of trap. He is scared, and he thinks you all might hurt him or his father.”She was taken in by Jacob family but all her life she was intimidated by the grandeur of the Hart family. They were the richest of the rich. She could never accept Leon’s love back then because she was scared of their status. Today, Nash was standing at the same place where she had stood once upon a time. Not just this, he was living a l
"Sebastian King. Pleased to meet you," Sebastian introduced himself, his voice smooth as he extended his hand to the Hart brothers."Likewise.”Sebastian smiled an enigmatic expression with no hint of malice or curiosity but still carrying an unmistakable poise that made it hard to look away.The introductions concluded just as more guests began to trickle in. Alessia, Leon, and Callum made their way to their designated table, while Charlotte excused herself to take a call. “So?” Leon asked, glancing at his brother. “What do you think?”Callum leaned back slightly, his sharp eyes flickering with thought. Unlike Rhys and Leon, Callum had an uncanny ability to read people. He was the observer, blending into the background while Rhys commanded attention and Leon’s charisma drew people in. It gave him the advantage of seeing what others often missed.“He’s... something,” Callum admitted, his tone measured. “Even I’m a little starstruck, to be honest. The guy isn’t just handsome, he is be
Today was the day of Carter King’s birthday party. Along with Charlotte, Sia was invited too, and since she decided to attend, Leon was her plus one. It was not a big event but a very intimate birthday party. Still the guests surpased a few hundred. Charlotte was nervous the whole way. Thankfully, she was attending with her brother and best friend. She dragged Callum as her plus one since she didn’t want to appear alone.Sia and Leon entered first.All the while, Sebastian’s gaze was on the door as if he was waiting for someone to enter. When that person arrived, his eyes lit up, but it soon diminished as he saw her holding a man’s arm. The man looked younger, but he couldn’t tell much.When Charlotte appeared to greet Carter, she intentionally didn’t look at Sebastian, but she could feel his gaze bore a hole into her head. As Carter saw Charlotte, he forgot all the guests.He didn’t bother with formalities and hugged Charlotte. “My girl. How are you? It has been months since I last
From across the room, someone was watching the entire scene unfold with an amused glint in his stormy grey eyes.Sebastian leaned back as his lips curled into a half-smile, clearly enjoying the drama, but there was something else in his gaze. Something deeper and darker.“Mr. King, what are you watching?” one of his business partners asked, noting Sebastian’s lingering attention.Sebastian’s eyes never wavered from the group. “Mr. Jones, I hope you don’t mind, but I just spotted an old friend. Would you mind if I went over and said hello?”“Not at all, we are done here,” Mr. Jones replied, excusing himself as he walked away.Meanwhile, Charlotte, having just made her point to Ronan, turned to rejoin her girls. But as she did, she froze. Her gaze met a pair of stormy grey eyes. Eyes that seemed to burn with a quiet intensity.For a moment, Charlotte thought it was just another mirage, a trick her mind was playing on her. She moved as her steps were hesitant, but those eyes followed her.
Tonight, the Hart girls had planned a much-needed night out. Charlotte and Abella took the lead, guiding Sia, Kate, and Estelle to one of their favourite clubs. Over the past few days, Estelle had been spending time with Abella, and despite their age difference, the two had become fast friends. So, when Abella invited her to join the group, Estelle didn’t hesitate.Estelle had a naturally chill personality. Even though she was a bit more reserved, she knew how to let loose when the moment called for it.“Boss, I missed you!” Kate exclaimed as she threw her arms around Sia, hugging her tightly and refusing to let go.“Come on, Kate, I’m not your boss here,” Sia said, laughing as she tried to pry Kate off, but Kate clung to her like glue.“I know that! But calling you by your name still gives me the shivers,” Kate grinned mischievously. “You are scary.”Charlotte raised a brow and teased, “How can Sia baby possibly be scary?”The girls burst into laughter as Sia shot them a glare. Normal
“Where are you taking me, Leon?” Sia asked, her voice tinged with curiosity and amusement. He had covered her eyes with his hands and was carefully guiding her along the path. From the moment they met that morning, she could see the anticipation in his eyes. There was excitement, almost boyish, but beneath it there was a hint of nervousness, as if he wasn’t entirely sure how his secret plan would unfold.“Just a minute,” Leon replied his voice brimming with eagerness. “Once we are there, you will see.”They walked along the winding and uneven path, Sia grumbling at every step. Finally, after what felt like an eternity to her and just a blink to him, he stopped.“We are here,” he announced softly. Then, his voice took on a deeper and more heartfelt tone. “Before you open your eyes, I want to tell you—I love you so much, and I can’t wait to start this new chapter of our life together.”Sia felt her heart skip a beat at his words. Slowly, Leon removed his hands, and she opened her eyes.
“What do you want to know about her?” Carter asked, his tone measured as he observed his son’s restless demeanour. He wondered if his son recalled anything about her? As much as he knew that stubborn yet kind woman, she would not come to him again. “Who is Charlotte?” Sebastian asked directly, his voice tinged with both curiosity and apprehension.Carter leaned back in his chair, folding his hands together. “She is your wife. Or rather, she was your wife.”Sebastian frowned. “Our divorce isn’t finalized yet,” he corrected.“Great,” Carter said with a small satisfied smile.Sebastian raised an eyebrow, surprised by his father’s reaction. “Are you happy that we are still married?”“You bet I am,” Carter replied with a nonchalant shrug.Sebastian leaned forward, his confusion evident. “As much as I know you, you are an overprotective man. How on earth did you approve of a woman who married me after what was, by all accounts, a drunken mistake?”Carter chuckled, his expression softening.
“What’s up?” Sia asked, leaning casually against the doorframe. Charlotte was sitting quietly in her room, staring at nothing in particular.“I met Sebastian,” Charlotte said flatly, her voice devoid of any emotion.“Oh?” Sia raised an eyebrow, feigning ignorance. “How did that go?”It was as if she was not sitting with Anne and scheming about Charlotte. Charlotte gave her a look. “Knock it off. I know you already know everything. Whatever you are thinking, it’s not going to happen. He asked me to sign the divorce papers, not to be his wife.”Sia stepped into the room, sitting across from her. “The real question is, do you want to be his wife?”Charlotte’s gaze faltered. “He doesn’t even remember me, Sia. And don’t forget—he loves Emily. Always has, always will.”“Did you ask him if Emily is still in his life?” Sia pressed, tilting her head.Charlotte shrugged. “How does it even matter?”“Coco,” Sia said, “How does it not matter? Why are you being such a coward? We both know you still
“So, Saturday night at Apollo’s? It’s a date,” Andrew said, taking a chance with the woman of his dreams. They were standing on the porch of the café. With Charlotte’s high-heeled boots, she stood an inch taller than him.Before she could respond, a smiling hunk with his arms crossed over his chest approached and said, “No, it’s not.”Charlotte froze at the sound of the deep, husky voice that had haunted her dreams. She didn’t dare turn around. What if it was him? What would she do? And if it wasn’t him, how would she handle the crushing disappointment?Andrew frowned at the interruption and asked, “Who are you, man?”“Why don’t you ask the lady?” the stranger replied, cocking an eyebrow.Andrew turned to Charlotte. “Do you know him?”Without even glancing at the man, Charlotte said firmly, “No.”Andrew wasn’t convinced. There was an undeniable tension between them with her avoidance and his unwavering stare. It was as if an unspoken history filled the space between them.“Well,” And
“Mr. King, welcome,” Kate said with a professional smile. “My boss sent me over with the revised agreement. If everything looks good to you, we can proceed with signing the contract.”“Miss Swift certainly lives up to her name,” Sebastian remarked as he skimmed through the document.Kate chuckled softly. “Her last name is Swift for a reason,” she quipped.Sebastian let out a low, rich laugh, his grey eyes glinting with amusement.Kate felt her ears heat up as her heart started pounding unexpectedly. What’s happening to me? she wondered, trying to focus. She had a boyfriend—a perfectly nice one who might even propose soon. So why was she reacting like this to a man she had just met?“Miss Kate,” Sebastian said, pulling her attention back. “I have reviewed all the clauses. I’m ready to sign.”Kate blurted out in surprise, “So quick?”Sebastian leaned in slightly, his voice playful. “I’m quite swift even without the last name, Miss Kate.”Her cheeks flushed crimson as she realized he had