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Charles POV:"Pathetic, isn't he?"Councilman Hayes's words, laced with disdain, cut through the polite murmur of the charity gala. I didn't need to turn to know who he was referring to.I followed his gaze across the room, a wry smile playing on my lips. Nathan Richards, the once-mighty heir to the Richards empire, was a shadow of his former self. He stood alone by the bar, his usually impeccable suit rumpled, his tie loosened, his hair disheveled, his gaze fixed on Agatha with a desperate, almost predatory intensity.He looked like a caged animal, pacing back and forth, his eyes darting around the room, a mixture of anger, frustration, and a raw, exposed vulnerability that was almost… painful to watch."He's losing it, Charles," Hayes continued, his voice a low, conspiratorial murmur. "The company's in shambles, his family's turning against him, and now… this."He gestured towards Nathan with a subtle nod of his head."Publicly begging his ex-wife to take him back? It's… embarrass
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Nathan POV:The music was too loud, the laughter too bright, the champagne too bitter.Each clink of a glass, each polite chuckle, each congratulatory pat on Agatha’s back felt like a punch to my gut.I stood in the shadows, a ghost at this opulent feast, watching the life I’d thrown away unfold before my eyes.And there she was, the center of it all, radiant in a black dress that clung to every curve.Agatha.My Agatha.Laughing, smiling, her eyes sparkling with a joy that was no longer meant for me.And Charles. Always Charles.He stood beside her, a constant presence, his hand resting a little too comfortably on the small of her back, his smile a little too intimate, his gaze a little too possessive.He was a serpent, slithering his way into her life, whispering poison in her ear, blinding her with his charm and carefully constructed lies.Each time he touched her, a fresh wave of rage, hot and thick, washed over me, threatening to drown me in its intensity.Each time she laughed a
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Agatha POV:The cool night air was a welcome balm against my heated skin, a stark contrast to the stifling atmosphere of the ballroom.The charity gala, a whirlwind of forced smiles, polite conversations, and the clinking of champagne glasses, had left me feeling drained, emotionally exhausted.I leaned against the railing of the terrace, the cold metal a grounding presence beneath my fingertips.I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath, trying to find a moment of peace, a sliver of clarity amidst the storm raging within me.The partnership with Campbell Enterprises was a success, a strategic victory that had secured NexGen’s future, or at least, bought us some time.But the triumph felt hollow, overshadowed by the personal turmoil that seemed to follow me like a shadow.Nathan’s desperate attempts to win me back, Charles’s increasingly possessive behavior, James’s cryptic warnings, and now Camille’s raw vulnerability and unexpected kindness – it was all too much, a tangled web of emoti
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Nathan POV:I stood outside Aldo De Rossi’s hospital room, my hand hovering over the door handle, my resolve wavering.What was I doing here?Did I really think that facing Agatha’s father, the man I’d wronged, the man whose company I’d nearly destroyed, would somehow make things right?Agatha’s words, spoken weeks ago in the sterile confines of the hospital cafeteria, echoed in my mind: “You think this… ‘noble sacrifice’ makes everything okay? You think it erases everything else, everything you’ve done?”She was right.My actions, my desperate attempt to sabotage Xing Enterprises, to protect NexGen, to protect her… it didn’t erase the past.It didn’t change the fact that I’d betrayed her, hurt her, thrown away our marriage like it was nothing.But I had to try.I had to do something. Not for her, not anymore. But for myself. To prove to myself that I wasn't the same selfish, arrogant bastard I used to be.Taking a deep breath, I pushed open the door and stepped inside.The room was d
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Agatha POV:“You’ve been awfully quiet, my dear. Something on your mind?”Dad’s voice, though weakened by his illness, still held its familiar sharpness, cutting through the silence that had settled between us.He was propped up in his hospital bed, looking frail against the crisp white sheets, but his gaze was as perceptive as ever.I forced a smile, my fingers tracing the edge of the worn, get-well card on his bedside table.“Just thinking about NexGen, Dad. The board meeting next week…”“Ah, the sharks are circling,” he said, a dry chuckle rumbling in his chest. “Don’t you worry about them, Agatha. You’ll handle them. You’re a De Rossi.”“I know, Dad. But it’s a lot. And with you here…” My voice trailed off, the unspoken fear hanging heavy in the air. The fear of losing him, of facing this battle alone.He reac
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Agatha POV:“This can’t be right.”I stared at the document on my screen, my heart hammering against my ribs. The words swam before my eyes, a jumbled mess of legal jargon and financial figures that, when pieced together, painted a terrifying picture.My fingers trembled as I scrolled back to the top of the file, rereading the heading for what felt like the hundredth time.De Rossi Family Holdings – Confidential Internal Audit.Confidential. Internal. My father never mentioned anything about an internal audit. He was always open with me about NexGen’s finances, about every aspect of the company.So why was this hidden? And why did it feel lik
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Nathan POV:“I’m on my way, Agatha. Don’t worry. Everything will be alright.”The words tasted like ash in my mouth, a hollow promise I wasn’t even sure I could keep.But they were what she needed to hear. Desperate, vulnerable Agatha, finally turning to me, finally seeing me as something other than the villain in her story.A surge of something close to… triumph, maybe even hope, flickered within me. This was it. My chance.My opportunity to rewrite our ending, to prove to her, to myself, that I could be the man she needed. The man she deserved.I hung up the phone, the click echoing in the cavernous emptiness of my office. A bitte
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Charles POV:“Campbell,” Nathan spat, his voice dripping with venom.The word hung in the air like a curse, thick with hatred and resentment.I walked into Nathan's office, letting my gaze sweep over the room, taking in the signs of his crumbling empire – the piles of unopened mail, the half-empty bottle of whiskey on the credenza, the general air of neglect that clung to the once-impeccable space.“Richards,” I replied, my voice smooth, a stark contrast to his raw anger. “Fancy meeting you here. Or should I say, still here?”His eyes narrowed, his jaw clenched, but he remained seated behind his desk, a pathetic figure clinging to the remnants of his former power.“What do you want, Campbell?” he snarled, his voice rough, his gaze fixed on me, a mixture of defiance and desperation in their depths. “Come to gloat? Enjoy the view from the top?”I chuckled softly, le
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Agatha POV:The automatic doors of St. Jude's Hospital slid open with a quiet whoosh, admitting us into the familiar chill of conditioned air, tinged with the unavoidable scent of antiseptic and floor cleaner.Beside me, Charles radiated an almost unnerving enthusiasm, a stark contrast to the knot of apprehension tightening in my stomach."Ready, darling?" He placed a hand on the small of my back, a proprietary gesture that had become disturbingly frequent."Aldo's going to be so thrilled to see you looking so well. And to hear our news, of course.""Charles, we talked about this," I started, trying to keep my voice low, even. "I don't think today is the day to…""Nonsense," he inter
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Agatha POV:The spoon felt unnaturally heavy in my hand, the mint chocolate chip ice cream cloyingly sweet on my tongue.Usually, it was my comfort food, my go-to indulgence after a stressful day. Tonight, each spoonful felt like swallowing lead.Across the low coffee table in my living room – Dad’s living room, technically, though I’d started thinking of the mansion as mine these days – Charles beamed, digging into his own bowl with gusto.He’d arrived exactly an hour after my text, a pint of the most expensive artisanal mint chip available clutched in one hand and a bouquet of pale pink roses, my favorites, in the other. The perfect picture of the doting, attentive partner.My skin prickled.
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Agatha POV:"Everything looks perfectly healthy, Ms. De Rossi. Strong fetal development, right on track for ten weeks."Dr. Williams smiled warmly, adjusting the ultrasound wand slightly. On the screen, a tiny, flickering shape pulsed – a small miracle, a terrifying reality. My reality."See, Agatha? Perfect." Charles squeezed my hand, his voice radiating a proud, almost proprietary warmth that made my skin crawl.He leaned closer to the screen, his expression intense, focused."Heartbeat looks strong, wouldn't you say, Doctor? Any potential complications we should be aware of? Given Agatha's… history?"
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Charles POV:Agatha stood before me, pale, defiant, her words a physical blow: My baby. I don't plan to register you as the father.Panic, cold and sharp, pierced through the red haze of my anger. Take my child away? Erase me from their life? Let me walk away and marry some suitable drone my father approved of? The very idea was unthinkable, a violation so profound it shook me to my core.No. Never.The anger, the explosive rage that had surged moments before, receded as quickly as it came, replaced by a desperate, clawing fear. Fear of losing her. Fear of losing this… this unexpected, terrifying, miraculous connection. Our child.
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Agatha POV:"Yes, Doctor Williams, thank you for calling back so quickly." I paced the length of my living room, the plush rug doing little to cushion the nervous energy thrumming through me. "Of course, Ms. De Rossi," Dr. Williams' voice came through the phone, calm and professional, yet with an underlying note of something… unusual. "I just wanted to follow up on our conversation from yesterday. And also… to mention something a bit odd.""Odd?" My grip tightened on the phone. "What is it?""Well, shortly after you left the clinic yesterday, a man came in asking questions. About you."My blood ran cold. "Asking questions? What kind of questions?""He was… persistent," the doctor continued, her voice hesitant. "Asked about the nature of your visit, your overall health, even tried to inquire about future appointments. Said he was a concerned 'family friend'."Family friend. The phrase hit me like a physical blow. Charles. It had to be Charles. Nathan was gone. James was subtle, a ma
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Charles POV:"Tell me again, Thompson. Henderson’s exact words." I leaned back in my office chair, the supple leather cool against my skin, a stark contrast to the heat simmering beneath my carefully maintained composure.My fingers steepled, tapping lightly together. Patience. Control. That was the key."He stated, and I quote, sir," Thompson's voice came through the speakerphone, flat, precise, devoid of inflection, "that Ms. De Rossi's appointment as interim CEO is 'a temporary measure born of sentiment, not strategy,' and that he intends to 'formally challenge her suitability and demand a full board review of leadership capabilities' at the earliest opportunity."Henderson. Malcolm Henderson.A pompous, puffed-up peacock stru
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Agatha POV:My mind raced.Was he trying to warn me about Charles using Nathan’s disappearance? Or was he subtly suggesting Nathan himself was a victim, not a villain? His words were like smoke, curling and shifting, impossible to grasp firmly.“Manuel,” I said, deciding to push back, test his boundaries. “What is it you really want? Why come to me with these… observations?”He met my gaze directly then, a flicker of something almost like… sincerity? … in his dark eyes. “As I said, Ms. De Rossi. My loyalty is to your father. To NexGen. I believe you are the rightful leader of this company. You have the vision, the strength. But… you are navigating dangerous waters. And you are… perhaps, isolated
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Agatha POV:The blinking cursor on the monitor seemed to mock me. Financial projections swam before my eyes, a meaningless jumble of numbers that refused to align, refused to make sense. My head throbbed, a dull ache behind my eyes that had become a constant companion these past few weeks. And the tiny, persistent nausea that lurked just beneath the surface, a secret reminder of the impossible reality I was carrying inside me.The weight of it felt crushing. The board meeting next week loomed like an executioner’s appointment. They didn't trust me, I knew that. They saw Aldo De Rossi’s daughter, inexperienced, a temporary placeholder until they could install someone… more suitable. Someone they could control.The intercom buzzed, startling me. Sarah’s voice, usually crisp and efficient, sounded hesitant.“Ms. De Rossi? Sorry to interrupt, but… Manuel is here. He says it’s urgent and requests a private word.”Manuel? Dad’s assistant? My eyebrows furrowed. Manuel was quiet, efficien
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Charles POV:The elevator doors slid shut, cutting off my view of Agatha. Her hurried escape, the almost frantic way she’d jabbed the button, left a sour taste in my mouth. She was hiding something."Errands?" I muttered under my breath, turning away from the closed doors. "In the Obstetrics and Gynecology wing? Unlikely."My mind raced. Pale. Tired. Nauseous, maybe? She'd brushed off my concern, blamed it on stress, on her father's illness. Plausible excuses, easily accepted if I hadn't seen the flicker of panic in her eyes, the way her hand had instinctively, almost imperceptibly, drifted towards her stomach.Something was wrong. Something she didn't want me to know.I found a quiet alcove down the hall, away from the sparse foot traffic.
