ADRIAN’s POV
She storms off and leave the meeting. I expected that of her because I will do same too because even Sitting here I am still In shock I almost get up to go after her but then I remember why I am here and also remember our standing beef and I will definitely be the last person she will want to see or even talk to.
I believe she storming off that means the end of the meeting and although quite a number of them especially these old men do not seem surprised about this clause at all meaning they were the instigators but I wonder why Mr Paige will accept that because I know from my dealings with him that he really loves his daughter and also that he does not want to hurt her so I wonder where this came from. He proceeds to leave the conference room but on his way out he calls onto me to follow and I feel relieved and somehow worried that he has not forgotten about me after all.
We walk together in his elevator and we go to his office but he is quiet all through. When we get to the elevator he asks for me to sit down and he is quiet for a while and I can see the age telling on him already and maybe a hint of sadness too there I know he did not want tointentionally hurt his daughter but he had no choice. I am a very patient man even if they call me ruthless outside but I know what I came here for so I wait for him to be ready.
He then opens his mouth and calls to me. “Adrian I am quite sorry for the little drama that happened there” and frankly you were not supposed to witness that but things happen but luckily they did not get out of hand. I just reply and tell him that it is fine and we can move past It. But then he goes ahead to say that he does not want to really hurt his daughter that he hopes she will forgive him and see reasons with him that the clause has been there since but he did not tell her because he thought she was going to get married to Brian and I almost throw up in my mouth at the mention of that scumbags name it takes me so much will not to respond and call out what an asshole Brian is. He also goes ahead to say he wishes they can come back so they can get married and then the clause thing will be of the past. come back so they can get married and then the clause thing will be of the past.
He then faces me and goes on to ask what about our collaboration that Let us Talk about it now but when I open my mouth I can not believe the words that came out myself because instead of me speaking of the partnership I go ahead and say “What if I marry Christine?” The man in front me just takes off his glasses and looks at me like he has never seen me before or that I have grown two heads. But instead I still go ahead to say that it will not be so much of a bad idea that we can leave it as a contract marriage till the inheritance and I know for a fact that he wants his daughter to get it and not to some outsider. I propose how it is not so bad as my mom has been pestering me to get married too and in particular she has been hinting on Christine too as it will help fufil both our wishes and I know that asides Brian there is no other person there that she can suddenly bring out of the blue to get married to.He takes a deep breath and says to me “You know she hates you right? And will never agree to this ” And I actually flinch at that but not visibly but I regain my composure and tell him I know of that. He then proceeds to say that his daughter is one who wants to marry someone who loves her and will Love for the rest of their lives and i respond to say I know of this already. And then I proceed to say to him which is not more than the truth that I have always admired his daughter and sometimes even underneath all the beef I have always found her beautiful and he just looks at me real hard. As he is about to respond his door opens and she walks in and this cut our conversation and I know she must be wondering what it is. But I decide to walk out and leave the balance of the conversation and while I pass by her I notice once more of her beautiful she is but she just stares at me blankly and I know she is expecting to say something but she is surprised for the second time today when I say nothing to her and just walk.
I head into the elevator and i pause for a while to think what actually came over me to propose that. Except that fact she hates me If she knows the secret I hold to my heart it will be a recipe for disaster. I just brush it off and walk away but on my way out of the company. I hear a very loud voice screaming WHAT!!.
CHAPTER FIFTY FIVECHRISTINES POVThe afternoon sun slanted through the tall windows, casting long stripes of gold across the conference room table. The air smelled faintly of coffee and printer ink, the two constant scents of DreamSpace. It had been one of those long, dragging days where emails never stopped, and meetings seemed to multiply as the hours passed.Christine stepped off the elevator with her laptop bag slung over one shoulder, balancing a half-empty cup of iced tea in the other hand. She’d just come back from a late client lunch. The floor was quieter than usual, most of the team either out for meetings or tucked away at their desks with headphones on.She was already rehearsing the tasks she needed to finish before going home when her gaze caught on him.Adrian.He was standing at the head of the conference table, jacket off, sleeves rolled neatly to his elbows, pen in hand as he made notes on a stack of papers. The late sunlight caught in his dark hair, throwing off fa
CHAPTER FIFTY FOURADRIANS POVAdrian heard the door open before he saw her.The sound was small in the wide, quiet space, but he noticed it instantly. He didn’t need to look up from the quarterly report glowing on his laptop to know it was Christine there was a certain rhythm to her steps, quick but slightly uneven, as if she was shaking off the weight of the day before she reached the living room.She came into view a few seconds later. The late sunlight pouring through the tall windows caught in her hair, turning a few strands gold. She paused in the entryway, scanning the room, and he had the sudden, vivid image of her weighing whether to speak first.Adrian kept his eyes on the report in front of him, deliberately reading the same line twice. He didn’t want it to be too obvious that he’d been listening for her. Waiting for her to come and say something to him He was home earlier than usual, and he knew she’d notice. In truth, he had been finding reasons to leave the office sooner
CHAPTER FIFTY THREE ADRIANS POVThe invitation lay on the glass coffee table where he’d placed it three days ago. Heavy, thick enough to mean something, embossed with the gold crest of the Valmont Foundation.Adrian already knew the date, time, and guest list by memory. The gala was a staple in his calendar, a predictable intersection of business, politics, and the self congratulation of the city’s elite. He had always attended before not because he liked them but he had no choice.But this year, it carried a complication and her name was printed right beside his.Christine Kellerham.Before she attended the events on her own but now they had to come together.He said the name in his mind as he stood by the living room window, the city stretching beyond the glass. They’d been better, lately. Not close, but civil. She no longer looked at him like every word he spoke might be a trap. He no longer felt the urge to tighten his grip just to keep her from walking away.Progress, if he coul
CHAPTER FIFTY TWOCHRISTINES POVTwo months could pass quickly when a person barely had time to breathe.Christine had learned that the hard way.She stood in front of her bedroom window on Monday morning, coffee mug in hand, just thinking hard to herself as she watched the morning sun come up.. There had been a time, not long ago, when Mondays felt like the start of another battle. A new week meant new board conflicts, press drama, and subtle digs from people waiting for her to fail.Now, while the work was still heavy, there was less of that crushing dread. The board issues had calmed. The media storms had quieted. She and Adrian well, they weren’t friends, but they weren’t at war either. Since everyone was able to maintain their own space it has not been so bad after all.The truth was, they’d found something like rhythm.She wouldn’t call it trust. Not yet. But there was a professional steadiness between them now, and that was something.Christine set her mug down and straightened
CHAPTER FIFTY ONECHRISTINES POV The black sedan pulled up in front of the Kellerham estate just as the last of the daylight slipped below the horizon. The air was heavy with the scent of freshly cut grass, a soft breeze brushing through the tall oaks lining the driveway. Christine sat still in her seat, staring at the sprawling stone mansion she now, by legal definition, shared with Adrian.The wedding had been she searched for the right word in her mind and came up empty. “Exhausting” came close, but that didn’t capture the sharp mix of disbelief, stubborn pride, and exhaustion swirling in her chest.It hadn’t been a fairy tale. There had been no lingering glances at the altar, no whispered promises under a veil. Just a quick and cold exchange of vows, a photographer snapping pictures she would never frame, and a reception filled with polite smiles and clinking glasses. It was not her dream wedding But she was glad she was over it.Her hands still felt cold, even though the car’s
CHAPTER FIFTYCHRISTINES POVChristine hadn’t slept much.Her mind replayed the events of the past two days. Her finding out of Brian’s betrayal, Angela’s words, and the unsettling clarity that followed. She kept waiting for the wave of grief to hit harder, but it never did. Instead, a quiet, steady determination had settled in.She still didn’t trust Adrian. But she understood something now: he wasn’t her enemy in the way she’d thought.The real enemy was the clock.The board’s vote was looming and the time set for the marriage clause to be fulfilled was getting nearer , and if she didn’t act, Dreamspace would slip from her hands entirely. She had to act fast.Angela had offered to come by in the morning, but Christine had declined. There were things she needed to do alone.She sat at the kitchen counter, the city still waking outside, and stared at her phone. Her hand hovered for a moment before she tapped Adrian’s number.He answered on the second ring, his voice alert despite the