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Chapter 177: Scandal and Consequences
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His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 177: Scandal and Consequences
The news broke just before noon.“Convicted Businesswoman Escapes Police Custody.”The headline flashed across every major platform. Within minutes, the story was trending. Photos of Tiana from court appearances resurfaced. Old footage of the warehouse incident was recycled. Analysts dissected the timeline. Speculation exploded.In her office, Sarah stood frozen in front of the mounted television screen.The news anchor spoke rapidly, summarizing what little information authorities had released. Hospital transfer. Police escort scheduled. Empty room discovered. Investigation ongoing.Sarah’s fingers tightened around the remote.She lowered herself slowly into her chair, eyes fixed on the screen.Tiana had escaped.Her mind moved quickly—security, children, media, reputation.James.She reached for her phone but stopped herself. Her office door knocked lightly.“Ma’am?” her assistant peeked in. “The board meeting in fifteen minutes.”Sarah straightened, her expression already composed.
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 176: Old Friends, New Alarms
James jerked up from his seat so fast his stool almost tipped over, the legs scraping sharply against the floor."Pearce!" he exclaimed.Caleb stood too, though not nearly as smoothly. His balance wavered for a precarious moment, one hand reaching out to steady itself against the counter, before he righted himself with the dignity of a man pretending the stumble hadn't happened.They grabbed each other's hands firmly, a reunion's laughter breaking through the heavy residue of tension that had been sitting over James like a low cloud since he walked in.The handshake evolved naturally, inevitably, into a tight embrace, both men thumping each other's backs with the unrestrained force of people who had once been young together and are surprised to find the feeling hasn't entirely left them."It's so great to see an old classmate again," James said, pulling back but keeping his grip on Caleb's shoulders, studying the face in front of him the way you study a familiar road after years of ta
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 175: Whiskey, Regret and Ghosts.
The next evening, the bar lights were dim enough to hide shame but bright enough to expose loneliness.James sat at the far end of the counter, away from the crowd, away from the kind of noise that had nothing to do with him. He had chosen the spot deliberately, tucked into the corner where the light barely reached and no one had reason to look twice.The third glass of whiskey rested in his hand, half full, his fingers gripping it the way a drowning man grips something that cannot actually save him.He stared at the ceiling as though Sarah's face was written across it as though if he looked long enough and hard enough, something up there might give him an answer he hadn't already turned over a hundred times in his own mind."Sarah, how else do you want me to prove myself?" he muttered, his voice low but trembling with emotion he had no other outlet for.The bartender glanced at him briefly, caught the look in his eyes, and said nothing. Some men you leave alone. James was clearly one
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 174: “Keep Me Out of It”
James drove into Sarah's compound just before dusk. The sky was dimming into that quiet blue that always made the day feel unfinished; that uncertain hour when the light couldn't decide whether to linger or surrender.Melissa sat beside him in the passenger seat, unusually silent. She had been that way for most of the drive. Just her hands folded in her lap and her eyes watching the road ahead with a quiet awareness that sometimes unsettled him.She was too perceptive for her age. Always had been.When the car stopped, she unbuckled slowly."Go on," he said gently. "Don't forget your assignment."She nodded and stepped out without a word.Sarah was already at the door waiting. She had returned from work earlier than usual, and though nothing in her appearance suggested urgency, there was a stillness about her: a controlled composure, like a woman who had already decided how she would carry herself through whatever came next.The stiffness in her posture gave nothing away.Melissa walk
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 173: “Let’s Get a Divorce.”
Tiana lay still on the narrow hospital bed, her eyes fixed on the white ceiling above her as though the cracks in it could tell her what would happen next.The steady beeping of the monitor beside her was the only sound in the room. She was healing faster than the doctors had predicted. The stitches had been removed.The bruises were fading. In a few days, they would move her back to prison.The thought made her jaw tighten.The door opened.She turned lazily at first, expecting a nurse.Then she saw James.And beside him was Melissa.For a second, her heart stopped. The little girl was no longer little.She stood taller now, her hair neatly packed, her posture straighter, her expression guarded in a way that did not belong to a child. The last time Tiana had seen her, she had barely reached her waist. That was three years ago. Three long years.Melissa had asked to see her several times when the sentence first began.Tiana had refused.She told herself it was pride. Told herself she
His Choice Wasn't Me Chapter 172: Meeting for Reconciliation
That night, Sarah pushed the door open with the quiet exhaustion of someone who had carried too much on her shoulders for too long.She froze.James was seated comfortably on the couch, leaning back as though he had always belonged there. Melissa sat cross-legged beside him, laughing at something he had just said. The sound was light, free, innocent.For a second, it felt like stepping into a memory she had once buried.Melissa looked up first. The instant her eyes caught Sarah’s, she sprang up.“Aunty Sarah!” she called, running straight into her arms.Sarah barely had time to drop her keys before the girl wrapped herself around her waist. The embrace was tight, warm, grounding. The housekeeper stepped forward quietly, collecting Sarah’s bag without interrupting the moment and heading toward her room.Sarah’s eyes lifted over Melissa’s head. James was already standing.He didn’t smile too broadly. He did not speak. He only looked at her, like a man who had rehearsed a thousand words
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