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Chapter 14: I’m not foolish enough to believe you’re interested in me, Mr. Vanderbilt
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The room grew silent, the ticking of the wall clock amplifying the tension. Alexander remained still, caught off guard by Serena’s composed response. For a moment, he wondered if he was hallucinating. Did she just call him her husband? Had she mistaken him for someone else, or was this part of a ploy he didn’t fully understand?Under the soft glow of the crystal chandelier, Serena’s face was serene as she continued. “I can’t remember what happened that night in detail, and I assume you’ve forgotten as well. I apologize for addressing you improperly earlier.”Her tone was even, devoid of any trace of awkwardness. She shifted the conversation effortlessly back to business. “If you’re interested in my design work, feel free to share your requirements.” Her professionalism made it clear that she had no intention of dwelling on what had transpired. Araminta’s scheming may have led to that night, but Serena wasn’t about to let it dictate her future.Alexander remained silent, his mind drift
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Jonathan hovered behind Alexander, prepared to remind him about their meeting, but he paused upon noticing Serena’s presence. His brows furrowed slightly as curiosity flickered in his mind. Is she the woman from last night? What’s going on between her and the boss?The elevator doors slid open, and Serena smiled politely, gesturing for them to enter. “After you,” she said, her tone light and friendly.Alexander didn’t bother with pleasantries. Without a word, he turned to Jonathan. “Head back to the office,” he ordered curtly before stepping into the elevator with Serena.Down in the hotel lobby, the breakfast crowd was already bustling. The scent of fresh coffee and warm pastries filled the air.Serena chose a table by the window, sitting across from Alexander. The waiter arrived promptly, placing two glasses of chilled lemon water before them. The tangy citrus hit Serena’s palate, instantly refreshing her after a sleepless, feverish night.I should grab something to eat before headin
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Serena casually offered a lie, her tone steady and convincing. “My husband is a programmer.” With a gentle smile, she added, “Marriage requires effort from both sides. I can’t let him bear all the responsibilities alone.” Gracefully, she pushed the coffee toward Alexander. “Even though his income is modest, he takes excellent care of our family.”Her description painted a picture of an ideal partner—one who, ironically, was nothing like Alexander.Curious to gain more insight, Serena asked, “And you, Mr. Vanderbilt? The lady earlier mentioned you’re married. What’s your wife like?”The question caught Alexander off guard. He furrowed his brows slightly, answering bluntly, “I don’t know.”It was an honest admission. He had sent the divorce papers to the Morales family long ago, but there had been no response. His so-called wife seemed content to cling to the Vanderbilt name without any real connection to him.Serena was momentarily stunned by his frankness. Before she could respond, th
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Cordelia knew her son well. He wasn’t one for frivolous relationships or fleeting infatuations. But with the Morales Group on the brink of a crucial second round of financing, she feared they wouldn’t let go of the Vanderbilt family without a fight. A divorce wouldn’t come easy—at least, not right away. She wanted to push further but she knew it would only annoy Xander. Alexander didn’t want to dwell on that woman any longer. He ended the call with a quiet sigh, placing his phone down with a controlled motion, his expression carefully indifferent. Turning his attention back to the present, he straightened and addressed the woman in front of him, his tone all business. “Excuse me, Miss Alvarez. Let’s focus on the design. We have ten minutes to discuss it.”Serena wasn’t fazed by the earlier call. She met his gaze calmly and asked in a professional tone, “Mr. Vanderbilt, do you have anu specific plan in mind? For example, any sports or hobbies you and your partner enjoy? Are children s
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