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Goodbye, Mr. Wrong: The Heiress Returns Unexpected Attitude
Sienna’s POVThe door didn’t close after that.It stayed slightly open, as if even the universe understood that this moment needed air.I pulled a chair closer to his bed and sat down. The leather creaked under my weight. His eyes never left my face, like he was memorizing it.“You cut your hair,” he murmured.I blinked. Of all the things he could have said.“It’s more practical,” I replied.“You always hated practical.”A weak smile touched my lips. “I evolved.”He studied me again, slower this time. “You look tired.”“I didn’t sleep.”“That company running you into the ground?”“No,” I said quietly. “This did.”Silence.The monitor beeped in steady rhythm, filling the space between us.He shifted slightly and winced. Instinctively, I stood.“Don’t move,” I said.His brow lifted faintly. “You giving orders now?”“Yes.”That earned me another small, breathless chuckle.The door opened gently, and a doctor stepped in — mid-forties, composed, observant.“Good morning,” he said. “I’m Dr.
Goodbye, Mr. Wrong: The Heiress Returns Next Move
Sienna’s POVI didn’t sleep.I lay in bed staring at the ceiling, my phone resting on my chest like it weighed a thousand pounds.Three days.Three days he had been in a hospital bed, and I had been arguing about contracts and board votes and market shares.The sun had barely risen when I finally made my decision.I wasn’t ready.But I was going.By nine a.m., my assistant was staring at me like I had grown another head.“You’re cancelling the investor briefing?” she asked carefully.“I’m postponing it,” I corrected, slipping my laptop into my bag. “Reschedule for next week. Tell them it’s urgent.”“It is urgent,” she muttered. “Phase Omega—”“I know what’s urgent,” I cut in, softer than I meant to.She stopped talking.I don’t leave in the middle of chaos.I fix chaos.But this wasn’t something I could fix with numbers.“Book me the first flight to Rome,” I said.Her brows lifted. “Today?”“Yes. Today.”⸻The private terminal felt colder than usual.As the jet lifted into the sky, I
Goodbye, Mr. Wrong: The Heiress Returns Breaking Message
Sienna’s POVThe call came when I least expected it.I was in the middle of reviewing numbers on my tablet, trying to distract myself from everything falling apart around me, when my phone began to ring.Unknown number.I almost ignored it.Almost.Something in my chest tightened. I answered.“Hello?”There was a pause. Then a voice I had not heard in months.“Alessia.”My fingers froze.“Mom?”Her breathing was uneven. Not dramatic. Not fake. Just… tired.“Yes. It’s me.”Silence stretched between us like a bridge neither of us wanted to cross.“You changed your number,” I said quietly.“You blocked the old one.”That was true.I swallowed. “Why are you calling?”Another pause.Then she said it.“Your father is sick.”I leaned back in my chair, staring at the ceiling.“You’ve said that before.”Last year, it had been “serious.” The year before that, “very serious.” Each time, I rushed home. Each time, I found him perfectly fine — just angry, just controlling, just disappointed in me.
Goodbye, Mr. Wrong: The Heiress Returns Closer To The Aim
Sienna’s POVThe video file blinked ominously on the main monitor, the red icon screaming a warning I couldn’t ignore. My pulse hit a rapid rhythm, but I forced myself to breathe, to steady my shaking hands. Every instinct screamed danger—but instinct alone wasn’t enough. Not now. Not ever.Desmond leaned closer, eyes narrowing at the monitor. “Play it,” he said, voice calm, steady. “We need to know exactly what we’re dealing with.”I hesitated for a fraction of a second, then clicked. The screen flickered, and there it was—a recording from inside the penthouse, shot from a hidden angle. The camera captured movements, schedules, even conversations Desmond and I had had over the past week. Every detail of our personal routines, our strategies, our moments together… all laid bare.“God…” I whispered, my chest tightening. “He… he’s inside everything. Our schedules, our communications, even our private conversations.”Desmond’s jaw clenched. “This wasn’t just a breach. This is surveillanc
Goodbye, Mr. Wrong: The Heiress Returns Long Awaited
Sienna’s POVThe red alert on the main console pulsed like a heartbeat, a warning I couldn’t ignore. My fingers hovered over the keyboard, every nerve taut, every sense on edge. Desmond’s hand on mine was steady, grounding, but even his calm couldn’t erase the weight pressing down on my shoulders.“Show me the breach,” I demanded, my voice sharp.Desmond’s eyes scanned lines of code faster than I could comprehend. “It’s subtle… precise. Someone inside our network gave him access. Not random—deliberate. And he’s using it to manipulate our operations in real time.”My stomach twisted. “Someone we trust?”His jaw tightened. “I don’t know yet. But whoever it is… they know us intimately. They know our patterns, our routines, our counters. This isn’t just an attack. It’s personal.”I swallowed, a tight knot forming in my chest. Gabriel had always been smart, calculating—but this? This was more than strategy. He was invading our personal space, probing for weaknesses where he knew we were mo
Goodbye, Mr. Wrong: The Heiress Returns Mistaken Identity
Sienna’s POVThe penthouse had transformed into a war room, every monitor, every alert, every thread of incoming data screaming with activity. Even the sunlight pouring through the windows couldn’t penetrate the tension that had settled over us like a second skin.I sank into the chair beside Desmond, letting my hands rest lightly on the edge of the console. My pulse was racing, but I forced myself to steady it, to focus. Fear would only make us vulnerable—and right now, vulnerability could cost everything we had fought for.“Phase Omega is escalating,” I murmured, eyes scanning the monitors. Every leak, every disruption, every attempt to destabilize us was deliberate, personal, and designed to provoke mistakes. Gabriel wasn’t just testing our strategy anymore—he was testing us.Desmond didn’t look up. “He’s reacting emotionally. That’s his weakness. We anticipated Phase Omega, and we’re ready.”I exhaled slowly, letting his calm confidence ground me. “But this… this is different. He’
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