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Olivia’s POV“Everything’s set for tomorrow, ma’am,” my secretary, Clara, said as she stood by my desk. Her clipboard was clutched tightly in her hands, her brow furrowed with concentration.“Run me through the details one more time,” I said, glancing up from my laptop. I’d been working nonstop the last two days, determined to keep my focus entirely on Nexus Global’s anniversary and, more importantly, away from Lucas.Clara nodded, flipping through her notes. “The event will start at 7 p.m. sharp. The ballroom is fully prepped—decorations, seating arrangements, and catering are finalized. The media has been briefed, and our PR team has confirmed attendance from key stakeholders and partners. The guest list is double-checked, and the commemorative speeches are scheduled for 8 p.m.”“And the presentation slides?” I asked, leaning back in my chair.“They’re ready,” Clara said confidently. “I’ve already sent them to the AV team for testing.”“Perfect,” I said with a nod. “And the staff un
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Olivia’s POVI gripped the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white, the tension in my chest refusing to ease. The confrontation with Lucas replayed in my mind, each word cutting deeper than I wanted to admit. How could he accuse me of something like that? After everything…I took a deep breath, forcing myself to focus on the road. By the time I pulled into the driveway, the sky had shifted to a soft orange hue, the sun setting behind the sprawling estate. I parked the car and stepped out, the cool evening air brushing against my skin as I walked towards the house.Ethan was standing by the main door, scrolling through his phone. His head lifted as he heard my footsteps, a warm smile breaking across his face. “Hey, Liv.”“Hi,” I said curtly, brushing past him.Before I could make it inside, he grabbed my arm gently but firmly, pulling me back to face him. “Don’t let Lucas get to you,” he said, his voice calm yet resolute. “It’s obvious you guys got into an argument or s
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Olivia’s POVThe day had finally arrived—Nexus Global’s third anniversary. This milestone wasn’t just about celebrating the company’s success; it was also a moment of personal triumph for me. Every ounce of my little effort, every sleepless night within the past few days, and every challenge I overcame had led to this day.Standing in front of my mirror, I took a deep breath as I admired my reflection. The navy-blue gown I had chosen hugged my figure perfectly. It was elegant and sophisticated without being overly flashy—just how I liked it. My curls fell naturally around my shoulders, soft and bouncy, and the heels I had been eagerly waiting to wear completed the look. I felt ready to face whatever came my way today.Descending the stairs, I found Ethan waiting for me in the living room, scrolling through his phone. He looked dashing in a sleek black tuxedo, his tie impeccably knotted. The moment he saw me, he put his phone down and stood up, a playful grin spreading across his face.
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Lucas' POVI couldn’t take my eyes off her. Olivia was breathtaking tonight, and no matter how hard I tried to focus on anything else, my gaze kept drifting back to her. The navy blue dress she wore perfectly hugged her curves, leaving nothing to the imagination. Her hair fell in loose curls, framing her face and highlighting the soft glow of her skin. She walked with such grace and confidence that it was almost as if she owned the entire room.But I wasn’t the only one captivated. Everyone noticed her tonight. The board members, the guests, even the waitstaff—all eyes were on her. Yet, I couldn’t help but feel a pang of jealousy every time someone else admired her. She wasn’t mine anymore, and I had no right to feel this way.“Lucas.”Amelia’s voice cut through my thoughts like a knife. I turned to face her, trying to mask my irritation.“Why are you staring at her like that?” she asked, her tone sharp.“I wasn’t staring,” I replied flatly, though we both knew it was a lie.“Yes, you
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Lucas’s POVThe hospital smelled sterile, the faint scent of antiseptic lingering in the air. Olivia sat on the hospital bed, looking more vulnerable than I’d ever seen her. Her ankle was propped up, wrapped tightly in bandages. The doctor’s words echoed in my head: Grade two ankle sprain. Hospitalized for two weeks.Olivia’s reaction was immediate. Her eyes widened, and she shook her head. “Two weeks? I can’t stay here for two weeks! I have a company to run. I can’t abandon everything!”The doctor remained firm, his tone professional but kind. “Ms. Smith, your health should be your priority. You need rest and care, or your injury could worsen. This is the best course of action.”I stayed silent, watching the conflict play out on her face. The new Olivia was nothing if not headstrong, and the idea of being confined to a hospital room for two weeks was clearly driving her mad.Just as she was about to argue again, the door burst open, and Ethan came rushing in. His face was painte
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Olivia's POV"Liv, I think you should let the family doctor treat you at home," Ethan said as we sat in the back seat of his car. The plush leather seats felt oddly uncomfortable as I shifted, trying to ease the dull ache in my ankle.I frowned, glancing at him. "At home? Why? I mean, isn’t the hospital more equipped for this sort of thing?"He sighed, giving me one of those looks that made me feel like a stubborn child. "You hate hospitals. I could see it in your face back there. Besides, I’ve already arranged everything. You’ll get the best care, and you won’t have to deal with anyone prying into your life."I blinked, momentarily speechless. It always amazed me how Ethan seemed to think three steps ahead."You’ve really thought this through, haven’t you?" I asked, a small smile playing on my lips."Of course," he said with a shrug, his tone casual. "You’re my sister. Taking care of you is my job."I glanced down at my tablet, scrolling absentmindedly through social media. To
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Lucas' POVI parked my car in the garage, my mind still swirling with thoughts of Olivia. The message she sent earlier replayed in my head: cold, distant, and completely unlike the Olivia I knew.“No, I’m fine, Mr. Preston. I don’t need any assistance.”Mr. Preston? When did I become just “Mr. Preston” to her? My grip tightened on the steering wheel, and before I realized it, I banged my hand against it in frustration.I sat there for a moment, staring out the windshield, trying to make sense of everything. This wasn’t the Olivia I fell in love with, the Olivia who used to light up at the sight of me. She was always warm, always kind. How could she change so much overnight?With a deep sigh, I stepped out of the car and walked into the house, hoping to find some peace. But as soon as I opened the door, I was greeted by the sight of my mother and Amelia sitting in the living room.My mother was the first to speak, her voice sharp. “Why are you just coming home now? And where’s Am
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Olivia’s POVEarlier that day,The soft touch of a kiss on my forehead woke me gently. I blinked my eyes open and found Ethan leaning over me, a warm smile on his face. “Good morning, Liv,” he said, his voice as soothing as ever.“Good morning,” I mumbled, stretching lazily. I smiled up at him and pulled him into a quick hug.“You’re leaving already?” I asked, my voice laced with disappointment.“Yes,” he said, brushing a strand of hair away from my face. “I have to catch my flight. But I wanted to see you before I left.”I sat up and gave him a playful pout. “Have breakfast with me before you go.”He laughed softly. “I don’t have much time, but for you, I’ll stay.”We moved to the dining room, and over breakfast, Ethan’s concern surfaced again. “Are you sure you’ll be okay here all by yourself?” he asked, his brow furrowing slightly.I waved off his concern. “Ethan, I’m fine. You’ve already left me with a small army of maids and everything I could possibly need. What could g
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