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
Chloe gingerly pulled out a dusty, small box from the storage room. Regret washed over her for not bringing a mask to protect herself from the accumulated dust. Carefully, she opened the box and her eyes landed on a book resting on top.The title read "A Handbook Guide to Cooking," and a faint smile spread across Chloe's face. Memories flooded back, and she shared her recollection with Max. "I remember one morning when my mom wanted to surprise us with something special. She had this book on the kitchen table, and I couldn't resist staying in the kitchen. I sat on my special chair, reading the recipe aloud to her." Chloe chuckled, reliving the moment.Max could see the deep connection Chloe had with her mother. Her eyes held a mixture of joy and sorrow, and he understood the profound loss she felt. Losing a mother was a pain he knew all too well.Chloe gently placed the cooking book aside and picked up a picture frame from the box. Her heart swelled with warmth as she gazed at the cap
Emma’s phone continued to ring, disrupting her thoughts. Frustrated, she answered the call as she stepped out of her car, standing in front of the green building that housed Gray's office. She recognized the voice on the other end—it was Rebecca, a tenant in her mother's house."What's going on, Rebecca?" Emma asked, her tone laced with annoyance.Rebecca hesitated before speaking. "I thought you should know, Amelia hasn't been answering my calls, and there have been some strangers at the house."Emma's concern grew as she listened. Strangers at her mother's house? What could be happening? She knew she couldn't face this situation alone, so she hurriedly made her way towards the building, her pink heels clicking against the concrete with determination.Curiosity gnawed at her as she pressed Rebecca for more details. "Tell me, who are these strangers?"Rebecca's voice quivered slightly. "A couple of days ago, I received a call from a government agency. A man named Lee spoke to me and s
Chloe turned off the shower, the sound of water droplets fading away as she stepped out of the bathroom. She grabbed a hand towel and dried her wet hair, gazing at her reflection in the closet mirror. The image of her smiling mother appeared in her mind, filling her with a sense of warmth and nostalgia.She was reminded once again of how much she resembled her mother.As she stood in the closet, the low hum of the hairdryer filled the quiet space. Chloe loved the way her hair looked when it was curled, and she decided to keep the curls for the day. With a busy schedule ahead at work, she wanted to wear something comfortable and easy to move in. Trousers were always a reliable choice for her.She picked out a pair of grey flannel trousers from the rack that held an assortment of trousers and paired them with a black turtleneck top. She slipped her feet into a stylish pair of Gucci slippers and completed her outfit. She glanced at her to-do list and made a mental note to call Alejandro
The announcement of Alejandro's arrival shifted Chloe's focus away from Ollie and onto the business at hand. Alejandro entered the room, sporting a Spanish hat and a warm smile. After exchanging pleasantries, they took their seats. Alejandro admired Chloe's strong and professional demeanor, believing her to be a competent businesswoman. In his eyes, Emma Kincaid was a mistake and a waste of money compared to Chloe Burton.Chloe had prepared a comprehensive presentation for Alejandro. She projected the designs onto the adjacent wall, showcasing the intended concepts, projected expenses, and estimated timeline. Alejandro was impressed by the quality of the work presented. He saw great potential in establishing a business presence in Abu Dhabi, which would serve as a perfect cover for his illicit drug operations."If you're not too busy, we can book a flight for this weekend," Alejandro proposed, eager to make progress. He intended to use his visit to Abu Dhabi as an opportunity to expan