LOGINIt had been three days since Charles had seen Bianca or at least....since he thought he had. For three days straight, he had returned to that same street whenever he could, parking in the same spot, sitting behind the wheel of his car for hours, watching every passing vehicle.Waiting and hoping.Every time a white sedan appeared, his heart would jump....only to sink again when it wasn’t hers. And every single time he left disappointed.....It was beginning to make him question himself.Maybe he hadn’t really seen her , and it was another desperate daydream.Yet somehow.....he always came back.Tonight was no different. He sat there longer than he should have, his eyes fixed on the road, his fingers tapping lightly against the steering wheel as car after car passed. He glanced at the clock on the dashboard and exhaled heavily. Tonight he had somewhere to be..With one last look at the empty road, Charles tightened his grip on the wheel.Then with a quiet sigh, he started the engine and
Earlier“I’m telling you, Emily, this relocation couldn’t have come at a better time,” Mr. Jorge Carter said, gripping his briefcase tightly as he stepped into the towering Moretti headquarters, his eyes gleaming with ambition.“Now that Dominic Moretti is back in the States, this is our chance. If we secure even one partnership with the Morettis, our business could expand beyond anything we imagined. The man’s a titan.”Mrs Emily Carter smiled beside him. “And with the proposal you prepared, I’m sure he’ll be impressed.”At the front desk, the secretary rose politely. “Good afternoon. Do you have an appointment?”Mr. Jorge straightened immediately.“No, but Mr Moretti knows of me. Just let him know Jorge Carter is here. He’ll want to see this.”“We go way back,” he added quickly, barely giving the secretary a chance to respond.The secretary hesitated. “Sir... actually, the person you’re here to…”Mr. Jorge waved her off, “The building structure is simple enough,” he said, glancing a
Charles had been sitting at a coffee shop with Adolph for the past fifteen minutes without saying a single word. Physically, he was there, but mentally, he wasn't. There were files spread across the table that Adolph had brought. Files of old records, company reports and financial statements.One file after another, Adolph continued talking, explaining one issue after another regarding the Warren Group. Since Charles still owned a hundred percent of the other branches across the world, there was a high possibility of getting this one back. There was no better handler than the owner himself.Yet Charles hadn't heard half of it.Not because he didn't care, but because his mind was somewhere else entirely. Since yesterday, he felt like he was still floating on cloud nine and praying it wasn't all just a dream.The image of Bianca standing beside that white sedan refused to leave him.How was she alive? Where had she been all these years? Why hadn't she come back?Question after question k
The morning light cut through Charles’ apartment in clean golden strips. Charles and Baby Blue were coming downstairs when he glanced at his watch.“I hope we aren’t late for school today,” he said. Baby Blue looked up at the clock and frowned. “Oh… It’s only 8. Class starts at 9.” She pouted, then moved ahead and started smacking her chubby hands against a set of wooden blocks. Thump. Thump. Thump. Charles shook his head with a small smile. Before he could reply, the nurse appeared from the hallway, slowly wheeling Camilla toward the living room.“I thought a little morning brightness might do her good,” Nora said gently. Charles nodded slightly. “Thank you, Nora. Ten minutes. No sun on her face directly.”The nurse positioned the wheelchair near the large windows where sunlight spilt across the floor. Then she started to wheel her again, turning toward the exit door for a short balcony stroll. That’s when Baby Blue rushed up to Mrs Camilla’s side.“Grandma!” she said, arms outstretch
Rosina had been trying to reach the lawyer since the previous day, but none of her calls was going through. The frustration had built up quickly, and by nightfall, she had already drunk herself into exhaustion, trying to drown the panic she couldn't control.But morning came anyway.And with it came the anger that hadn't faded.She was already at the dealership building, striding through the hallway leading to the lawyer's office with sharp, restless steps. At this point, she didn't care anymore about the money sitting in her account or the opportunities the sale could bring. If Bianca had her hands on it, then Rosina would rather lose everything than let it belong to her.She was not a loser. She would never be the loser Bianca thought she was.The moment the lawyer stepped out of the elevator shortly after seven in the morning, he stopped in his tracks. His brows furrowed in confusion as he spotted Rosina already standing outside his office.He certainly hadn't expected to see her wa
Charles's eyes watered instantly at the sight of her, it wasn't from sadness or grief, but from something far more overwhelming. His Bianca lived. Bianca was alive.Bianca hadn't died.His chest tightened painfully as tears gathered in his eyes.Every emotion he had buried for the last five years came crashing back at once, hitting him so hard that he could barely process what he was seeing. Ahead of him, Bianca and the man walked toward her car. She pushed a loose strand of hair behind her ear as she spoke to the stranger who had stopped to help her. The gentleman had already opened the hood of her sedan and was inspecting the engine while Bianca stood beside him, looking worried.Charles remained frozen in his seat, unable to move, unable to think.Unable to do anything except stare.Every part of him feared that if he blinked, she would disappear again. Feared that if he looked away for even a second, this miracle would vanish and he'd wake up back in that nightmare. Another desperat
The voice echoed so loudly through the house that Mrs Camilla was already out of bed. She quickly pulled the sleep cover from her eyes, muttering a curse under her breath as she hurried toward the door.“Aunt Bianca!”The voice rang through the house again. Mrs Camilla frowned, clearly irritated as
He stepped even closer after saying those words, holding her in a piercing stare. Rosina looked as if she had seen a ghost, shaking under his intense gaze.“I know you’ve missed me,” he mumbled, inhaling slowly as though breathing her in. “I’ve missed you too…..God knows my heart.” He bent down sli
Rosina gasped hard as the memory snapped back into place. The same shiver that had seized her in the car rushed through her again. She shot up from the bed abruptly as her whole body trembled…As she tumbled forward out of fear, she kicked Charles’s phone farther across the floor.Her breath hitche
Rosina's eyes fluttered, looking in the direction where Charles stood and she grabbed her chest. While the media was trying to get a question, she screamed."Ahhhhhhhhh!" She stumbled forward, and the media shouted, "What's wrong, Mrs Warren?"Mrs Camilla rushed to her side, panic written all over h







