All Chapters of Second Chance For Him?: Chapter 51 - Chapter 60

James' POVMy jaw tightened when Clara walked away from me and made her way to Keith instead. Where was their supposed fight? Why did they still fine with each other?Did they quarrel but have now come back together? It frustrates me because I remember how Clara always had a knack for steering us into conflict in the past. Yet with Keith, it seems she always retreats.I stepped away from the crowd and watched those stupid games when Stephanie approached me. "Mr. James, maybe you want to participate?""No." I wasn't feeling up to having a small conversation.Stephanie picked up right away and offered an awkward smile. She shifted the topic. "I've escorted Mrs. Zoe to her room."Zoe's mood took a downturn the moment she saw Clara here, so she left the gathering and retreated to one of the rooms instead. I should be the one to accompany her, but I was engaged in conversation with someone else earlier.Zoe said it was fine and that Stephanie would be the one to accompany her."Thank you

Clara's POVI woke up when the sunlight hit my face. The brightness outside signaled that it was already noon. I leaped from the bed, but the sharp pain in my arm caused me to flinch."Ouch..." I forgot my arm was injured after being hit by an idiot last night.I overslept and now I'm running behind for work. I still haven't dropped Layla off at school! Stepping out of my room, I’m about to wake my daughter up. "Sweetheart, are you awake-But I paused in my tracks when I saw Layla playing in the TV room. She appeared to have just showered and was dressed casually. But what made me shocked was not that. But the fact that she was with James!"Good morning Mommy! you're finally awake!" Layla shot me a quick look, smiling brightly. "Does your arm still hurt?"I didn't even register her question as I swiftly closed the gap and reached for my daughter's arm. Layla appeared taken aback as I helped her stand up. James, seated on the carpet, quickly rose to his feet.He gave me a concerned lo

James' POV"What the hell are you doing here?" Keith's anger flared the moment he spotted me in Clara's living room."I should be the one asking. What brings you here? Me? I'm here to take her to the hospital." I answered calmly. Keith frowned at my response. "Hospital? Is she sick? How do you know when I don't?" He snapped."Of course you don't know, you're too busy sleeping with your secretary last night."As soon as Clara stepped out of the hotel yesterday, I quickly followed her, making sure Keith wouldn't catch on. Luckily, Stephanie did a good job distracting him. Keith didn't even realize that Clara had left the gathering."You were behind that, weren't you? You shared the details about me with Stephanie. You were just trying to get Clara to be mad with me so you can be with her." Keith fixed me with a piercing gaze."Me?" I keep my face nonchalant "Why should I bother? If I wanted, I could have easily taken her back from you without needing to involve Stephanie."Upon hearin

Clara's POVAfter thinking it over, I decided to visit Keith's office today."Ma'am I think you should solve this problem as soon as possible. You cannot let Mr. James win."Diana said after I told her about my past relationship with James and his dislike of seeing me being on a good term with his brother. I felt a sense of relief knowing she was on the same board as me"What good is his good looks if he ends up just being a devil in disguise?"I knew Diana felt let down as soon as she discovered that James wasn't the prince charming he appeared to be. James is the devil, yet the most handsome of all angels."I will. But I don't know where I should look for him, Keith hasn't picked up my calls since yesterday."I was convinced he hadn't come back to the penthouse. I had a specific place in mind, but I was just in denial about Keith being there.What if he did go to Stephanie’s place? His pretty secretary always knew how to ease his worry. The idea of it left me suffocated."I will go

Clara's POV"Interesting. Very interesting. This is the first time I've heard someone say that didn't want their kindness to be compensated with money." Mr. George said.Now he's gazing at me with a lot of curiosity. Was I the first person who turned down his money? I can't help but feel a bit sorry for him."You remind me of my daughter, sweet girl. You make me long for my dear Charlotte." He spoke with a sadness evident in his eyes."Really?""Yes. She's a real humanitarian. An angel. She's all I could ever hope for in a child. She's everything In contrast to her brother."I smiled.But if I remind him of his kindhearted daughter, why does he seem so downcast?“So, what’s got you looking so down, Mr. Morgan? Where is she now?" I asked.Mr. Morgan's gaze was distant as he spoke."Charlotte passed away at the age of twenty-five from poisoning after she became involved with a non-governmental organization focused on hunger issues. I have to remind myself that she is at peace in heaven,