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Theo, Julian's assistant, stepped into the dining room, his usual composed demeanor momentarily disrupted by surprise. He had never seen Julian laughing or engaging in casual conversation with anyone—especially not the new maid, Alexa."Good morning, sir," Theo greeted, his sharp gaze quickly scanning the room. "Your schedule today includes a contract signing with the Charleston Group at the office, followed by a meeting with the investigator." Julian’s laughter faded, replaced by his characteristic stoic expression. Dressed in a meticulously tailored suit, he exuded his usual air of authority, nodding at Theo’s update. As Theo read out the day’s itinerary, his cold, calculating eyes settled on Alexa, who involuntarily shivered under his scrutiny. There was something unsettling about his gaze, as though he could see right through her. Julian’s attention shifted back to Alexa, their eyes locking in a moment charged with unspoken tension. The air between them seemed to hum, the lin
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Alexa's eyes widened in surprise at Julian’s unexpected words. Can he really be her friend? She hadn’t expected kindness from him, especially after everything that had just happened. Her cheeks flushed as she nodded, her voice barely a whisper. "Y-yes."A genuine smile spread across Julian's face, and he gently squeezed her hands. "I'm glad," he said, his eyes crinkling with warmth, softening the intensity she had always associated with him.They both stood up, and Julian led her out of the room. With every step, a surprising sense of ease washed over Alexa. She couldn’t believe it—this was Julian, the man who had once intimidated her, now offering his kindness so effortlessly.As they entered the living room, Miss Yvonne looked up from her book, a surprised expression crossing her face. "Alexa, dear, how are you feeling?" Her voice was filled with concern.A grateful smile tugged at Alexa's lips. "I’m feeling better, thank you, Miss Yvonne," she replied, her voice steadier than befor
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