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From Wife to Boss: His Greatest Regret 32
DINNER had long ended.The laughter had softened into smaller conversations, and the grand warmth of the evening had settled into something quieter, more intimate.A few relatives had already left after endless hugs and promises to visit again.Some remained outside in the garden, lounging beneath the evening lights, wine glasses in hand, enjoying the cool breeze and the luxury of family gossip.Inside the Laurent mansion, peace lingered.But behind that peace, important conversations were happening.…Mr. Laurent’s Study…Maison Laurent sat behind his massive mahogany desk, one hand resting against his chin, the other holding a glass of aged whiskey he had barely touched.Across from him sat Carl Orion.Relaxed and composed as ever.His grey suit jacket rested perfectly on him, his posture calm but sharp.The room itself felt like power.Old bookshelves, leather chairs, awards, company plaques, generations of success framed against polished walls.This was where decisions were made.A
From Wife to Boss: His Greatest Regret 31
THE entire room had gone still.The joy, the laughter, the tears. Everything paused the moment that deep voice broke through the air.Someone had cleared his throat. And slowly, everyone had turned.There he stood.Mr. Laurent.Maison Laurent himself.Intimidately tall, broad-shouldered and sharp. A man built like authority. Even age had not softened him— it had only made him more intimidating.His presence alone could silence a room. His neatly tailored dark suit sat perfectly on him, every line precise, every movement controlled. His silver-streaked hair was combed back cleanly, his jaw firm, his eyes sharp enough to strip excuses before they were spoken.He looked like the kind of man who had built empires with one hand and buried competitors with the other.And he was looking directly at her.Alessia’s throat tightened, her fingers slowly curled. She had imagined this moment a thousand times.In some versions, he shouted.In others, he turned and walked away.In the worst ones, he
From Wife to Boss: His Greatest Regret 30
THE black Maybach rolled smoothly into the wide driveway of Carl Orion’s mansion and stopped. Silence followed. Then the rear door clicked open. A long, perfectly manicured leg stepped out first, in a carefully slow, deliberate and confident grace. Raven Lux didn’t rush, because she never did. She straightened up fully, letting the city breeze catch her long braids that were styled into a sleek, expensive ponytail, edges laid sharp enough to look like they had their own PR team. Her outfit screamed without trying: a cropped designer jacket in metallic silver, oversized sleeves pushed slightly up her forearms, layered over a fitted black bodysuit that hugged her waist perfectly. Matching high-waisted leather pants, glossy boots that clicked even when she wasn’t moving. Chains glinted at her neck. Hoop earrings caught the sunlight. Her nails were long and sharp, polished like glass. A pop star. A rapper. A walking headline. She leaned against the open door of the ca
From Wife to Boss: His Greatest Regret 29
THE black Rolls-Royce glided smoothly through the tall iron gates and into the familiar compound.Alessia sat still in the backseat, her fingers resting tightly on her purse. Her heart was beating too fast, too loud.Carl noticed, but he didn’t say anything. He simply sat beside her, calm as always, letting her breathe through it.The car slowed to a stop in front of the mansion.For a second, nobody moved.Then the chauffeur stepped out, walked around, and opened the back door. Cool afternoon air rushed in.Carl stepped out first, then turned and offered his hand. Alessia stared at it for a moment, then she placed hers in his and stepped out.The moment her heels touched the ground, she froze. Her eyes slowly lifted.Home. After four years… home.She took one long look around.The mansion stood exactly as she remembered— grand, elegant, proud.Still intimidating, still beautiful.But there were changes.The east wing had been renovated. The old marble fountain had been replaced with
From Wife to Boss: His Greatest Regret 28
ALESSIA sat quietly in front of the dressing mirror, her fingers resting lightly on the edge of the table.She was already dressed, prepared and so ready. At least physically. But emotionally? That was a different story.Her reflection stared back at her— calm face, composed posture, but her eyes betrayed everything. It was filled with nervousness, fear, uncertainty.Four years.It had been four whole years.Four years since she had walked out of her parents’ house with stubborn pride in her chest and Damien’s hand in hers.Four years since she had chosen love over family.Four years since she had ignored every warning her father gave her.And now… she was going back.Her lips parted slowly as she stared at herself.“What if he still hates me?”She whispered it to no one.Her father’s voice still lived clearly in her head. Sharp. Cold. Final.‘If you walk out of this house to marry that man against my will, Alessia, then do not return. You will no longer be my daughter. I will cut you
From Wife to Boss: His Greatest Regret 27
HER fingers trembled around the phone. Her heart was pounding so hard it felt louder than the machines beside her bed.No.No, it couldn’t be him.It simply couldn’t.Her throat tightened as she forced herself to breathe. She pressed the phone harder against her ear, trying to steady her voice.“I’m sorry, I think you have the wrong number.”Her tone was careful and controlled.“I don’t know who you are, and I definitely don’t know what you are talking about.”Silence again. The kind of silence that made fear grow teeth.Then that same dark voice returned, calm and terrifying.“Vanessa.”Her fingers tightened.“You know me.”She swallowed hard.“No, I don’t.”A pause.Then she forced a dry laugh.“Look, mister, whoever you are, you are obviously mistaken. Maybe you called the wrong woman.”The man chuckled softly, but it wasn’t an amused one. It was dangerous.“You were never good at lying to me.”Vanessa’s face went pale. Her eyes darted to the sleeping baby beside her. Her voice dro
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