All Chapters of Finding my way to you: Chapter 161 - Chapter 170

It was a typical morning in the headquarters of the AR group.10-11 am in the mornings were for meetings for Felix and his boss.The first fifteen minutes every day were for the IT and security team.Felix thought his boss was paranoid about data security. Not that he dared to say it outright, but he still thought about that every morning.While Felix admired his boss's reasons for wanting to protect his company’s reputation and not wanting his employee’s efforts to go in vain, he still thought he was a little paranoid.Felix, the boss’s chief assistant, was forced to learn all the technical jargon.Even though there was now one more assistant supposedly assisting his boss, that rich brat was only making trouble for Felix and not being any help at all.In the entire year since Asteria Scott joined, Felix could not remember a single time when he felt his burden decrease.If anything, he felt he had to serve one more person without pay or position. Even more surprising was that his bos

Felix recalled that the beeps were infrequent at first.After about 5-6 months, Felix had overheard the conversation, well, fight between Albert and Tessa.“Albert, why can’t you just tell me?”“She had told us not to find her.”“She was not thinking straight at that time. What if she wants us to find her? What if she’s waiting?”“She knows where we are. You keep getting presents from her. Never once has she asked about Will. I am starting to doubt her.”“How dare you say that about her?”“What do you want me to say then?”“Just tell me her location, next time you get it, tell me straight away. I will go find her.”“What if she does not want us to find her?”“She does. She would never leave me behind.”“If that were the case, she would have directly or indirectly sent you the location.”“Maybe she has not figured out how.”“Really? I don’t even know her, yet I know it’s not true.”“Let me find her. She won’t mind if it’s me.”“It’s not my place to tell.”“You just don’t want to.”“Tes

Rosaline had been working without a break for the last few days.It was going to be the biggest charity event for CARE in its two-year run.When she had started it, it was just to lend a helping hand to a child who was suffering on the road, forced to beg and run from the syndicate of mercenaries who captured children to make them beg in the streets for their benefit.Despite being only seven at the time, Timothy was mature beyond his age.Even then, he understood that those mercenaries who promised to provide good food and shelter to the kids were evil. He lived one day at a time - minute to minute - working if he could, going hungry if he could not.No one would employ a dirty-looking seven-year-old lest they get caught by authorities for child abuse.The most he had managed over the years was helping out in restaurants late at night.Rosaline had found out about his policy.‘I will do all the dishes for you; you give me dinner and a blanket.’Over the years, he had managed to scra

Rosaline had not fully immersed herself in her work.She also traveled, took a few days off to relax in a hotel spa or shop, or just got wasted. She took therapy sessions and gradually weaned off them.She would send things to Tessa, Jack, Leena, her parents, Maddox and Ria, and Jeremy and Miranda.As much as she wanted to meet William, ask about him, and send things to him, she did not.She only sent him GPS locations. More and more frequently each time.Finally, she was ready to go back, to face him without guilt and shame.She had been feeling butterflies in her stomach. She was nervous and clumsy.Two days before the charity night, she was helping the staff decorate the CARE home in M city.This time the venue was CARE home. They would also do the official opening ceremony at the charity event.The inhabitants, only a handful, for now, were residing in a temporary home for the time being.Other CARE inhabitants were en route for their performance in the event and auction of the i

Rosaline leaned against the door of her studio apartment as William looked around.Her studio apartment, as its name suggested, was small. It had a bed on the alleviated platform that used glass panes to separate it from other spaces, one couch that could get doubled as a bed, a sofa, two small tables, two chairs, a small kitchen with a small island, and a small bathroom. She had fitted wall cupboards in every available space. She had turned the wall beside her bed into a bookshelf. Rosaline leaned against the wall and kept looking at him. William suppressed his emotions and asked.“Are you going to keep standing there?”“Do you hate me?”Rosaline asked the question that had been bothering her all these years.William was stunned.‘Hate her? I can’t even love her enough.’He laughed self-deprecatingly and asked rhetorically.“What if I do? What if I don’t?”“If you don’t, then let me thank you. If you do, then let me make it up to you. Give me a chance.”“Why should I?”“I probably