HER ULTIMATE COMEBACK

The chapel was mildly but elegantly decorated.Soft light spilled through the stained-glass windows, settling gently on ivory pews and the exquisite guests that were dressed in silk and formal wear. Soft whispers, restrained laughter, anticipation, and visible admiration filled the air as people adjusted in their seats, the anticipation thick and palpable.At the front of the chapel, before the altar, Emma Murphy, clad in a flowing white gown, held a white rose bouquet, her fingers trembling despite her efforts to remain composed.Ethan Anderson stood opposite her, clad in a black tuxedo, his gaze fixed on nothing in particular.Emma drew in a slow breath, forcing the nervousness clinging to her lungs to settle.She was finally marrying her childhood best friend, the man she had loved for years.More than that, she was fulfilling her mother’s last wish: that Emma would one day walk down the aisle in a proper, formal wedding of her own and marry the man she loved.“Emma Murphy,” the p

Evening gradually settled over the towering high-rise building of S & G Enterprise, Colorado’s leading fabric and textile company.The city below buzzed with life, but inside the General Sales Manager’s office, the air was thick with heavy tension.A stack of documents lay before Ethan Anderson, each page flipping under his intense gaze.He leaned back in his chair, his jaw tight, and for a long moment, said nothing.“Sir… the accounts are ready, but, um… are you sure about this?” Peter, his assistant, questioned, uncertainty etched in his voice.Ethan's mouth twitched, his eyes fixed on the last page of the contract. Then, with a faint sigh, he said, “Yes. Make it happen.”Peter nodded and turned to leave, then paused at the door and glanced back at his boss’s pale face.“Sir… with this contract sealed, maybe you should take a day off.”Ethan dragged his hand down his face and stared at the stack of documents in front of him as though they had a contrary opinion.He had just fully re

The blaring of Emma’s phone yanked her out of sleep. She sucked in a sharp breath, heart racing as her mind struggled to catch up with her body.Still half-asleep, she swept her hands across the bed in search of her phone. Her fingers found it just as the ringing cut off.“Argh,” she groaned, bringing the phone closer and squinting at the sudden burst of light.“9:45 a.m.?” she muttered in disbelief as she glanced toward the slightly opened window, where a thin ray of sunlight fought its way through the narrow gap in the curtains.She had been so exhausted the night before that she hadn’t even taken note of the room she booked, let alone bothered to pull aside the gold drapes that concealed the gigantic window.Slowly, she got out of bed and checked the message that had popped on her phone.It was from Lora.“Hey, sister. Hope you had a good night and stayed out of trouble? Daddy’s event is at 5:00 p.m. at the Grand Savanna Hotel and Suites, VIP lounge. Don’t worry about the lounge pa