All Chapters of Lost And Found Hearts: Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Chapter Sixty TwoNolan is sitting in the darkened sitting room, a faint glow across his face from his phone. The silence in the room is deafening as he scrolls through his social media feed; then, without warning, his finger pauses mid-swipe as he sees something in the business circles: a new post that has just circulated with a subtle accusation of insider trading linked to him. Emblazoned across the page, in bold, are the words "Nolan's shady dealings"; the dark shadow cast by those words overshadows his otherwise spotless reputation.He gnashes his teeth and furrows his eyes as he goes through comments and reposts that add fuel to the smoldering fire being built inside him. He had known this day would come; he knew Leo's need for revenge would find him one way or another. But seeing it this way-a calculated, public assault on his character-sends a fresh wave of anger and frustration coursing through him.Noland exhales sharply, trying to calm himself, and then makes himself reason

Chapter Sixty FourMarie sits opposite him, her heart twisted into knots she will not untangle. The poor light filters in room after room, casting an almost otherworldly glow on the features of Leo-hard, cold profile softened by the rich amber shades. She draws a slow breath to steady herself. She had always known Leo-untiring and unrelenting, his ruthlessness slicing through people without a second thought. But tonight, she's hoping to see a different side of him."Leo," she begins with softness, showing no quiver in her tone, "isn't it enough? This vendetta against Nolan. haven't you punished him enough?"Leo's eyes flicker but only just. A smirk curls on his lips, almost amused at her attempt. "Enough?" he repeats, lacing into his tone a quiet disdain. "No, Marie. You don't get to tell me what's enough. You don't tell me what to do and what not to do"She steeled herself against his words, knowing full well this was far from easy, but what other choice did she have? Just sit back a

Chapter Sixty SixSimeon sog amidst heavy silence in his room; poor light cast the shadows of night across his face. Each word that his mother had said was like a lead weight in his chest, squeezing onto him until he could hardly breathe. Her warning stayed bitter, like an abhorrent taste that choked him. He fixed his eyes on the shaking hands and tried to regulate his breathing, but nothing helped.It seems to tug at him, a buoy in the storm of his mind, sitting upon his bedside table. Nolan's number is already saved, dialed once or twice before he need advice or comfort, but never like this, never with this deep ache and the overwhelming guilt twisting in his gut.He reaches for the phone, his fingers trembling as he dialed Nolan's number. The ringing sounds once, twice, and then he hears Nolan's voice, warm but threaded with a slight concern as he answers, "Hello?Simeon swallowed hard, searching for his voice, and the words caught in his throat. His fingers dug deep into the phone

Chapter Sixty EightOutside, Nolan leans against the cold wall, a storm of emotions being stirred in his chest after his meeting with Leo and Marie. The words they had hurled at him still rang deep in his mind, each one tearing his heart apart. He'd been desperate, so desperate, willing to beg for even a small chance that might bring their forgiveness upon him. But all these hard words from Leo, along with the total indifference of Marie, have left him feeling quite raw, down to nothing.And now, with vacant eyes, a few hot tears slip down his cheeks. Immediately, he wipes them away as he does not want anyone to catch him in such a state, but the pain just would not hide. This was the closest he'd been to crumbling in years. Whatever his father did- whatever sins his father had committed-was now his to deal with. But he wasn't sure how much longer he could keep carrying it.Just as he is about to let himself slip even deeper into the silence of his misery, he hears footsteps coming to

Chapter Seventy The small café buzzed with fresh coffee aromas and a murmur of conversations. Nolan sat at a corner table, playing with his cup while he waited for Elena. The bright morning sunlight blazed through the panes, casting warm rays across the room, yet he felt a chill of apprehension in the air.Elena came in, and immediately his nerves started to settle down. She walked toward the table with a smile and sat, and Nolan couldn't help the spark of anticipation that ran through his veins."Thanks for meeting me," she said warmly without losing the professionalism in her tone. "I figured we could take a break from the investigation for a moment and get to know each other a bit more."Yeah, I think that's a good idea," Nolan replied, trying to suppress the tension coiling in his stomach.After ordering their drinks, they settled into an easy rhythm of conversation. Elena began, "So, what do you do, Nolan?""I'm the CEO of a tech company," he said, pride mixed with a hint of vul