Ryan ~“I was right,” Ryan said to Roman. “Adele was used by someone as a front to buy that resort, and it could only be my enemy.”Roman, standing by the open window of Ryan's office, leaned on the window frame, his sharp eyes scanning the skyline before turning back to Ryan. “You think it’s your biggest rival, Solomon?”“Who else has the motive and the money?” Ryan’s voice was tight, controlled, but his fingers curled into fists on the edge of his desk. “Solomon doesn’t make random investments. He knew what he was doing. He used her to hit me where it hurts.”“I suspected that too,” Roman said quietly. “Adele's too naive and innocent to think of such a fresh start on her own… but Solomon, we can't close the curtains on him yet. It could be someone else.” Ryan scoffed, “A fresh start? With a fifty-million resort? She doesn’t have the resources, she doesn't even have the brains. Someone gave her that money. Someone powerful. And conveniently, just when I’m about to close a big deal,
I didn't speak. A person couldn't be this shameless and manipulative. If I opened my mouth, with how much anger was pumping as blood through my veins, I could put a broken rod through this man's chest. But I stayed my hands and my voice. Perhaps, he took my silence for cowardice. Or nostalgia. Or weakness. Ryan always mistook composure for consent. Or maybe he didn't. It was me who changed. He stepped forward, hands reaching for mine. I didn't pull back. I let him believe he was winning. Let him believe he owned me. “I can forgive the fact that you went to an auction with another man, but you have to tell me who he was.” His words slithered into my ears like poison.Forgive me? For what, moving on? For existing without his permission?I looked at our hands, his fingers wrapped around mine like a shackle, and for a moment, I saw the past… the suffocation, the gaslighting, the pretty lies wrapped in diamond promises. But that version of me no longer existed.Still, I didn’t pull aw
For the next few weeks, my team and I were working on the resort, revamping it so that by the end of the day, I'd be too tired to lift a finger, let alone think about anyone before sleep would claim me. But tonight, it was different. My day didn't go uneventful. Someone came to disrupt my day, but it wasn't the person I was secretly expecting, but the monster who thought I owed him the air I breathed. Lying on the bed, my mind couldn't stop replaying the moment his shadow darkened the entrance of the resort. I had barely turned around, concluding with an interior decor of the color and design I wanted for the lobby, when his voice cut through the noise.“Adele.”Just one word, but it coiled around my spine like ice. I hadn’t heard from Ryan in months…except for that time in the auction house. I hadn’t wanted to see him. Not until I was ready for revenge. But there he was, in the flesh, wearing that smug smirk like he owned the ground I walked on.I didn’t let my face crack, not in
I snickered, “That sounds weird coming from you.” The two girls giggled. Glancing around the dusty lobby. “First, we clean. Then…” she turned towards Mark. “Manager…?”Mark stepped forward, grabbing the folder once more from the desk. “There's a lot to do. I'll suggest we make changes.” He paused, as if searching for the right words. “Not just in structure, but in the way we work. No more running this place like it’s the 90s. If we’re going to compete with the giants, we need to evolve. Digitize. Modernize. Make this place feel like a secret paradise… something no five-star chain can replicate. At the same time, maintain a bit of originality.”“Like, you want the resort to be both modern and traditional?” Sarah inquired. Mark nodded. “Exactly. We don’t need to copy what everyone else is doing. People don’t come to a place like this to feel like they’re in another corporate hotel. They come for peace, authenticity, and warmth. We keep the charm—the old garden trails, the handmade de
Her voice cracked at the end, and she stopped pacing, turning back to face me with wide, helpless eyes. “What if we fail again? What if this place ends up in ruins because we stayed? You'll lose every dime—”“Fifty million.” Emily said softly. All eyes turned to her. “She's going to lose fifty million because of us.”The silence that followed was suffocating.Sarah blinked. “Wait… what?!”Emily’s gaze was fixed on me now, her expression a mixture of awe and horror. “She got this place back for fifty million.”They drew in sharp breaths and Mark yelled. “Are you out of your mind?!” His jaw clenched. “They ripped you off! This place, since the beginning till now, has never been worth half that much! Even in its prime, it wasn’t worth fifty million!”His voice echoed off the hollow lobby walls, almost stirring the dust in the stale air.“This is not good.” Sarah facepalmed and resumed pacing with one hand on her waist and the other on her forehead, looking like her world has fallen apart
Adele~My arrival at the resort made my skin crawl. Sarah and Emily sat quietly at the ‘ghost’ lobby, staring into space. Even Mark leaned on the wall, ankle crossed over the other, lost in deep thought.The silence and sadness was deafening.My step slowed just as I walked in through the door. The sound of my arrival, of my heels clicking against the dusty floor echoed too loudly in the hollow stillness.Three sets of eyes turned toward me, and I saw it. Grief. Real, raw grief that hit me like a punch to the chest.However, I knew why… they must have been informed that the resort was sold and they all had to leave. Maybe they hadn't left yet because they were waiting for me.A soft smile graced my lips as I thought of the property deeds that was dangling on my right hand. As if to be sure it was still there, I glanced at it – the black folder still firm in my grasp. The black leather cover with gold lettering gleamed under the morning sun pouring into the resort.They didn’t know yet