"...well, I think the suggestion you made at the clubhouse was a great one, Ollie, and we should start thinking of..."Chloe paused, her voice trailing off as she noticed Ollie's distracted state. There was a tension in Ollie's expression that hadn't been there before, and it concerned Chloe."Ollie?" Chloe said firmly, her hand coming down on the table with a sharp slap. Ollie jumped slightly, her attention fully brought back to the present."I was listening," Ollie responded, her voice a little flustered.Chloe studied Ollie's face, her eyes searching for the truth. She knew Ollie well enough to sense when something was bothering her."No, you were not," Chloe countered gently. "What's bothering you, Ollie? You know you can always tell me."Ollie hesitated, unsure if she should reveal the reason for her distraction. The encounter with Anthony, the man with a notorious reputation, still lingered in her mind."I...It's nothing, Chloe," Ollie replied, her voice wavering. "I didn't slee
Emma's head throbbed relentlessly, despite the painkillers she had taken. With each pulsating ache, her frustration and disappointment grew. She mustered the strength to drag herself onto the bed, collapsing onto the soft surface, desperate for relief.The absence of Kylian during her time of need only intensified her anguish. Clutching her head with trembling hands, she felt the pain sharpen, as if mocking her. Where was he when she needed his support the most? Wasn't he supposed to be her partner, her rock?She couldn't shake off the bitter realization that Kylian's devotion was reserved for Chloe. He would be furious when he discovered the state of his Bentley, left damaged in the compound. Emma had taken it for a joyride around town, struggling to maneuver a vehicle she had yet to master. And to compound her foolishness, she had even live-streamed the entire reckless escapade.Tossing aside the towel that had provided little relief, Emma confronted the harsh truth. Waiting for Kyl
Emma's tears continued to flow as she stepped out of the grand mansion, her heart heavy with the weight of her emotions. The mere thought of staying in the same space as Kylian felt suffocating, unbearable. She questioned whether Kylian would even leave the garage that night, consumed by his obsession with his precious Bentley.Emma pressed her foot on the accelerator, eager to distance herself from the painful reality she found herself in. As the tears blurred her vision, she wiped them away, a mixture of anger and sadness coursing through her veins. Kylian had made his priorities painfully clear, and Emma couldn't overlook the significance of his actions. How could he prioritize a car over his wife?How could he be so blind to her need for love and attention, especially during this challenging time?As Emma zoomed out of the compound, frustration surged within her. It was absurd to think that a mere car was more important to him. It felt like a betrayal, a cruel reminder that she wa
Chloe sat in front of the mirror, the rhythmic strokes of the brush through her hair bringing back cherished memories of her mother's tender care. She realized now that she had been mistaken to think she could let go of her parents' memory so easily. The longing to uncover the truth about that fateful day when they left the house and never returned had grown stronger within her. It was time to have a heartfelt conversation with Amelia, to seek answers and connect with her roots. Perhaps, by discovering more about her parents, she could also uncover the truth behind their mysterious disappearance.Gathering her luscious locks into a curly ponytail, Chloe admired herself in the mirror, a faint smile playing on her lips. She couldn't deny the resemblance she saw between herself and her mother. It was as if their spirits were intertwined, guiding her on this journey of self-discovery.Max had hinted that their outing would involve some walking, and Chloe contemplated putting on trousers f
The sun beat down relentlessly as they arrived at the park, drawing the attention of onlookers to Max's sleek grey Porsche. Max exuded an air of sophistication in his simple yet luxurious attire, and as Chloe joined him, the clicking of phone cameras captured their every move.Max held Chloe's hand with possessiveness, a silent declaration that she belonged to him.Chloe relished the leisurely walk, despite the scorching heat of the sun. The afternoon carried a pleasant breeze, making the temperature more bearable."I received a call from my secretary, Kayla, this morning," Chloe began, breaking the silence. "It seems my trip to Abu Dhabi is going to happen sooner than expected.""How soon? I would love to accompany you to Abu Dhabi, but my schedule is packed this week. If your trip falls within the next few days, I'm afraid I won't be able to make it," Max replied.Chloe wanted Max by her side when she explored Abu Dhabi. It would be her first time visiting the city, and she envision
Max's live video captured the moment when Emma spotted Chloe blindfolded and led towards a sleek black Bentley. A pang of jealousy and bitterness pierced Emma's heart. Why was Max buying Chloe the car she had been dreaming of?The Bentley was adorned with elegant ribbons, its impeccable appearance captivating Emma's gaze. Passers-by began to gather, their phones capturing the enchanting moment. Their exclamations of awe filled the air, as they couldn't help but admire the luxurious gift. Emma couldn't help but compare. This was what she had yearned for from Kylian – grand gestures of love, expensive and lavish tokens that would leave everyone envious. Yet, it seemed that Chloe effortlessly attracted the men who possessed the very things Emma desired.Envy consumed Emma as she watched Chloe take graceful steps toward the glistening beauty before her. Chloe's radiant smile only fueled Emma's irritation. It should have been her. She should have been the one experiencing such luxury and i
Chloe's emotions swirled inside her as they approached the address that supposedly held her childhood home. She couldn't help but feel uncertain about what awaited her there. The existence of the house itself was uncertain in her mind. She let out a frustrated sigh, and Max reached for her hand, offering his support."Are you ready for this?" he asked, concern evident in his voice.Chloe had convinced herself countless times that she was prepared for this moment, but the sleepless nights had left her feeling weary. She was eager to reconnect with the house that held cherished memories of her childhood and the presence of her parents. However, she couldn't shake off the fear that the painful void left by their absence would overshadow everything.She nodded once more, attempting to reassure herself. "I'm alright, sweetheart. Just a little nervous. It's been such a long time."Her gaze drifted to the glimmering ring adorning her finger, a constant reminder of the perfect display of love
Emma's wine cup slipped from her hand, shattering on the ground, forgotten in the wake of her mother's emotional revelation. Confusion and curiosity clouded her thoughts as she sought answers to the cryptic words Amelia had spoken."What are you talking about, Mum?" Emma pressed, her voice filled with a mix of urgency and concern.Amelia's tear-stained face bore the weight of sorrow, and Emma could sense the depth of her pain. Whatever transpired between Chloe's mother and her own was evidently a haunting secret. Emma's desire to uncover the truth burned within her, fueled by a mix of resentment and longing for closure."I want to know, Mum," Emma persisted, her voice tinged with determination. "What did Chloe's mother do? What did she take?"Amelia locked eyes with Emma, her expression filled with a tumult of emotions. She hesitated, wrestling with the weight of her confession. Finally, she took a deep breath, as if steeling herself to reveal a long-held secret."I loved your dad, Em