All Chapters of The Comeback Code: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Sharon and David beamed with satisfaction, their admiration for Eric growing even more."Eric, you're so good to me," Yvonne said, her voice a little shaky, eyes glistening. "Think you could set up a time for me to meet her? I know I could convince her to invest in BeechCorp."Eric brushed a hand through her hair, smiling softly. "Come on, who else would I do this for? You're gonna be my wife, the woman I love most. And I've already set it up—we're meeting her tonight.""Tonight? Already?" Yvonne's eyes went wide with surprise."The sooner, the better, right?" Eric grinned. "I actually called her before I came here. She's in.""That's amazing!" Yvonne beamed. "I'll go grab the latest company plans. I won't let you down.""You won't," Eric said, giving her an encouraging smile. "The woman I love could never disappoint me. Go get 'em."Nearby, Sharon and David exchanged pleased looks. Having Eric as a future son-in-law was almost too good to be true—a guy with serious connections

Johnny's face tightened in frustration. He'd dealt with plenty of entitled customers before, but Eric was on a whole new level of obnoxious. Trying not to grit his teeth, he instructed the staff to run the Porsche's license plate."No wonder he's so full of himself—He's a Baston."Of course. The Bastons were one of Cloudport's Big Four—big money, big egos, big headaches. Johnny wasn't scared of them exactly, but the restaurant didn't need bad press because some rich kid decided to park like an idiot."Mr. Webb, we gotta do something," one of the security guards said, looking stressed. "We've got, like, five complaints already. People are threatening to leave. If we can't handle a parking spot, why would they trust us with their dinner?"Johnny was about to answer when two figures strolled up behind him."Yo, Johnny, whose car's playing roadblock out front?"Johnny turned and instantly felt a wave of relief. It was him.Standing there was a guy built like a linebacker who somehow

"I can get you a green card if you want," Eric offered.Yvonne shook her head. "No, Eric. I'd rather stay here and build my career in Khelmoria."Eric shrugged. "Fine, if that's what you want. I'll stick around too. But when you're done with this place, the States will be waiting.""Mmm." Yvonne murmured, her attention suddenly shifting toward the entrance. Her expression tightened."What's up?" Eric asked, following her gaze. He spotted Zayn walking in. "What's he doing here?"Yvonne's eyes narrowed. "Probably followed us."She got up and confronted him. "Zayn, are you tailing me?"Zayn blinked, surprised. "Tailing you? No. I'm just here for dinner—trust me, I've got better things to do than follow you."Unfazed by his denial, Yvonne smirked. "Sure. You're nothing if not stubborn."Before Zayn could even get a word in, Yvonne went on, "Let me guess: things aren't going so hot with that actress wife of yours, so now you're here to beg me to take you back? Regretting everything

Inside Suite 6, Alice hit her limit. "That's it! I'm done. If that useless excuse for a man won't show up, I'll drag him here myself. You invited him to dinner, and what does he do? Runs off to party! Seriously, how can anyone be this irresponsible and still breathe?"Before Amelia could get a word in, Alice stormed out, seething.Meanwhile, in the Royal Suite, Zayn and his crew were wrapping up their second bottle when Alice barged in like a hurricane. Everyone froze mid-laugh."Uh, can we help you?" Momo asked.Alice didn't even glance her way. She stomped right up to Zayn, eyes blazing, grabbed an empty bottle, and smashed it on the floor.Zayn blinked at her, looking confused. "Yeah, I think you've got the wrong guy."Across the table, Xander leaned back, smirking. "Zayn, what's the story here? Old flame? Secret lover? Spill."Alice turned her death stare on him. "Say one more word, and I'll staple your lips shut.""Ooh, fiery!" Xander's grin stretched wider. "Lucky for you

"Yeah... but how did you know?" Alice asked, surprised."Meeting up to talk about a project?" Zayn pressed.Alice's eyes flickered as she took in his tone. "Yeah, actually. Eric used to be a junior associate when I worked on Wall Street. When he heard I joined BlueWave Capital, he reached out, saying his girlfriend had some project she wanted to pitch. All I agreed to was a meeting—nothing else."Alice, sharp as ever, picked up on a little tension in Zayn's voice.Zayn went quiet, his face hardening. Eric's girlfriend... that'd be Yvonne. With BeechCorp scrambling after losing a hundred-million-dollar deal with Goldmark, it made sense they'd be hunting for new investors—especially from BlueWave Capital.If he and Yvonne were still together, Zayn thought, he'd probably give her whatever support she wanted. A hundred-million-dollar investment? All she'd need to do was ask. But that ship had definitely sailed.He snapped out of it and turned back to Alice. "So, what's on the schedul