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Chapter Eleven.
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Esther EstieHello Readers, this isn't the end of the book and it's only got started. I am saying this due to the comment dropped in the last chapter by my reader. Know that I won't ever disappoint you with an horrible ending and please have some patience and quit dropping bad reviews. Instead, I will suggest you give some good reviews and support this book with some gems. Thank you ~
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Chapter 14Reyna's POV:I laughed. No, I scoffed—loudly. It burst out of me, loud and unrestrained, echoing through the empty hallway of the conference room. "Escort me home?" I mocked. "You want to escort me home like you care? Like you ever cared?" "What's this, Alex? A sudden fit of morality? A redemption arc? Do you think holding back a scumbag like Orlov makes you a hero? You pathetic little bastard." I spat the words out. "Where was this savior act when I was drowning in your lies? When I begged you to choose me, to love me, to at least see me? Oh, but no, the only thing you saw was your ambition, your precious company, and my own best friend—but never your wife."I took a step closer, watching him as I circled him like a predator. "And now, here you are, dressed in your expensive guilt, thinking a jacket over my shoulders will erase everything? Do you think I'm that stupid?"His mouth opened, but I didn't give him the chance. "Stay away from my life, Alex. I don’t need you.
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Chapter 17Reyna's POV:8:00 PM – LE JARDIN:I arrived at Le Jardin precisely on time, my black dress hugging my curvy frame tightly. The maître d’ led me through the restaurant, past flickering candlelight and hushed conversations, to a private dining room at the back. The doors swung open, revealing Richard already seated, leaning back in his chair like a king surveying his kingdom."Ah, Reyna," He greeted smoothly, rising to take my hand. He brought it toward his lips, but I pulled back before he could make contact."Let’s skip the pleasantries," I said, sliding into my seat. "What do you really want, Richard?"He chuckled, settling back into his chair."Straight to business. I like that."A waiter arrived, pouring wine into two crystal glasses. Richard lifted his glass in a silent toast."To new beginnings?"I ignored the gesture."Talk."He sighed dramatically, swirling the red liquid in his glass."Alright, alright. The merger. It’s not just about business, you know."My brow
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Chasing My Run Away Wife After Regret. Chapter Twenty five.
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Chasing My Run Away Wife After Regret. Chapter Twenty Two.
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Chasing My Run Away Wife After Regret. Chapter Twenty One.
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Chasing My Run Away Wife After Regret. Chapter Twenty.
Morgana's POV We got home later that night. Immediately I stepped into the house, I was a little guilty. I had totally forgotten about Noah who was home alone with the maids. Ones I did not trust and I was planning to fish out later. And I'm sure he would have worn Grandpa Will out. I was surprised he did not call me today though. On a normal day, he would have disturbed my phone with calls if I didn't come home early. Given how silent the house was right now, he has slept. “I'll check on Noah.” I said to Xavier, trying to avoid his all looming presence. He did not say anything and I slipped away, climbing the stairs rapidly. When I got to the front of his room, I hesitated a little bit before opening the door gently. And just as I guessed, he was lying on his side sleeping peacefully. The lamp in the corner of the room is dimly lit. He's the only child I know that does not want to sleep with all the lights on. He prefers to stay in the dim light. I sat gently beside him and st
