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He's Rich, She's a Cop: The Miami Love Story Chapter 130: The Promise of a Future
The vineyard smelled like sun-warmed earth and grapes, the kind of smell that makes you forget the world had ever been cruel. People were scattered across the rows of white chairs, chatting in low voices. Nothing grand, nothing staged. Just family, friends, and a little nervous laughter.Jason stood at the front, pulling at his tie for the tenth time. Ghost stood beside him like a stone wall, except his lips kept twitching like he wanted to laugh.Jason: (muttering) “I swear this tie is strangling me.”Ghost: (deadpan) “It’s not the tie. That’s just nerves.”Jason: (glancing sideways) “I’m not nervous.”Ghost: (finally smirking) “You’ve adjusted that thing so much, people probably think it’s alive.”Jason: (snorts, then exhales) “Alright, fine. Maybe I’m nervous.”From a few rows back, Ben cupped his hands around his mouth.Ben: “You’re sweating, bro! I can see it shining from here!”The crowd laughed, which only made Jason roll his eyes.Jason: (calling back) “Sit down, Ben, before I
He's Rich, She's a Cop: The Miami Love Story Chapter 129: The Third Proposal
The vineyard smelled like rain and grass and old promises. The air was clean and cool, like someone had opened a window in a room that had been shut for too long. Wildflowers nodded along the path. The rows of grapevines stood quiet, like they were listening.Jason walked slowly, holding Leah’s hand. The ground under their feet was familiar and strange at once. The same place where everything had been broken. The same place where everything could right itself.They came to the spot where he had once tried to give her the world. The stone marker was warm from the sun. A few small birds hopped on the fence. A breeze moved like soft fingers across Leah’s hair.Jason stopped and turned to her.“Leah,” he said. His voice was low, honest. “Do you remember this place?”“Of course I do,” Leah said, her voice catching. “How could I forget?”Jason smiled, then his smile softened and turned serious.“I gave you a world once,” he said, looking at her like he was looking straight into her bones. “
He's Rich, She's a Cop: The Miami Love Story Chapter 128: An Unexpected Love
The revelation landed like a quiet bombshell.Ghost and Maya. In love.For Leah and Jason, the news had been surprising, but it also felt strangely right. After everything — the betrayals, the chaos, the years of fighting in shadows — love had found its way into the unlikeliest of places. It was proof that life could grow back, even from ashes.That evening, after the group shared a quiet dinner and traded stories about small victories, Ghost and Maya drifted away from the others. Neither announced it. They just… moved together, like two rivers finally finding the same stream.They found themselves in a small city park, the kind of place people walked through without noticing. The night air was heavy with Miami’s humid breath. Crickets chirped faintly. A streetlight buzzed above, its warm glow spilling across the bench where they sat side by side.For a long while, they didn’t speak. The silence wasn’t awkward. It was gentle. Healing.Finally, Maya broke it.Maya (softly): “So… this i
He's Rich, She's a Cop: The Miami Love Story Chapter 127: Building a Legacy
The flight into Miami felt strange. The city spread beneath them, glittering in the night like a restless beast. For Leah, it wasn’t just a skyline — it was a memory. Every street, every corner held echoes of the battles she had fought, of the scars she had carried.When they landed, there was no parade, no flashing lights, no crowd waiting. Just the warm, heavy air of a city that remembered but chose not to speak.Leah squeezed Jason’s hand as they drove through the streets.Leah (softly): “It feels different this time.”Jason glanced at her, his profile lit by passing streetlights.Jason: “Different how?”Leah: “It doesn’t feel like a battlefield anymore. It feels like… home. A home I never thought I’d come back to.”Jason smiled faintly, keeping his eyes on the road.Jason: “Maybe that’s the point. You had to leave it broken before you could come back to build something new.”The next morning, Leah stood beside her father in his new office — the office of the Chief of Police. The b
He's Rich, She's a Cop: The Miami Love Story Chapter 126: The Restoration of a Name
The buzzing of Leah’s phone broke the quiet of her living room. She expected a routine message — maybe an update from Jason, maybe a new lead from the precinct, maybe even some echo of the lingering threats they had faced. But when she glanced at the screen, her breath caught.It wasn’t a number she had saved, but she recognized it instantly. Captain Grant.Her heart thudded against her ribs as she answered.Leah: “Hello?”The voice on the other end was familiar — deep, steady, once gruff with exhaustion but now carrying a different tone, something weightier.Grant: “Leah, it’s Grant.”No small talk. No pleasantries. Just straight to the point, like he always was when something mattered.Leah: “Captain… what’s wrong?”Grant: “Nothing’s wrong. Not this time. I’ve been given the green light. The brass wants you back. Not just as a detective, but as a Special Adviser to the Miami PD. We need your head on these new digital threats. And…”He paused. Leah felt her chest tighten, waiting for
He's Rich, She's a Cop: The Miami Love Story Chapter 125: A New Beginning
Jason sat propped against the pillows, still pale but stronger now. The machines beside him hummed softly, no longer threatening, just background noise. Leah sat close, her hand resting in his, her thumb brushing lightly over his knuckles like she was reminding herself he was real.They hadn’t spoken much all morning. It wasn’t an uncomfortable silence, more like both of them were learning how to breathe again.Then Jason’s phone buzzed on the table. He reached for it slowly, wincing a little, and pressed it to his ear.“Father,” he said. His voice was steady, but quieter than usual.Leah’s head turned immediately. She watched his face tense, his jaw tighten.“Yes… I’m recovering,” Jason continued. A pause, then a bitter smile. “No thanks to you.”Leah’s stomach dropped. She leaned closer, whispering, “Jason… maybe wait—”He held up a hand, eyes locked straight ahead.“No, Father. I’m not coming back. Not to the board. Not to the company. Not to you.”Leah’s breath caught. Her fingers
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