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Chapter 37: Storyteller
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2026-06-04 23:57:01
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Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle Chapter 45: The pieces didn't fit
The man’s attention snapped back to her. He hesitated for a moment before his mouth opened. Then—“You!” A shout echoed down the hallway.Both Lyra and the stranger turned.From the direction of the elevators, a burly man strode. He was dressed in all black as though he was headed to a robbery. The stranger cursed under his breath, then turned and walked away— Not casually, almost running.The burly man immediately followed, sprinting. “Hey!!”Neither man looked at Lyra again.And within seconds, both men disappeared down the stairs. Silence returned to the hallway.Lyra blinked. “What the hell?”Behind her, Daphne appeared, looking outside. “What’s up?”Lyra glanced one last time toward the empty hallway. “Nothing.” She frowned. “Just some weird guys.”Daphne immediately wrapped an arm around her shoulders and steered her back inside. “Welcome to my neighborhood.”The door shut.A strange chill lingered within Lyra, even while they returned to popping corn. Something about the encou
Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle Chapter 44: Check his room
“...Has she said anything yet?” he asked. A pause followed and his expression hardened. “Okay, I'll be there tonight.”Tyson ended the call and turned around. Finding Lyra standing there, he slipped the phone back into his pocket."Everything okay?" Lyra asked."Something came up." His tone was calm, but she could tell his attention was already elsewhere. "I need to leave for a few days.""A business trip?"He nodded. "Yeah, something like that."Something like that? She'd clearly heard a ‘she’. Lyra opened her mouth to say something, but decided against it. Her and Tyson were just bound by a contract, it wasn't her place."Okay,” she murmured.Tyson gestured toward the gym behind them. "We'll continue next weekend."“Yeah.”With that, he left.Dinner that evening was baked chicken mac and cheese, accompanied by roasted vegetables and warm garlic bread. If it were any other day, Lyra would have happily emptied her plate. Tonight, however, she barely tasted any of it."Do you like the
Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle Chapter 43: Anything yet?
Pushing himself away from the wall, Tyson led the way downstairs.The gym was almost as large as the commercial fitness center Lyra visited once every four months—twice, if it was a good quarter. One entire wall was covered in mirrors. Rows of dumbbells and weight racks occupied one side of the room, while treadmills, rowing machines, and stationary bikes lined another. Thick exercise mats covered parts of the floor, and in the center stood a boxing area with enough open space for training.Tyson walked toward the boxing ring and gestured. "Over here."“You have a whole gym in your house?” Lyra slowly turned in a circle, taking everything in.“We can do this every weekend if you'd like.”She immediately widened her stance, raised her fists, and began bouncing dramatically from one foot to the other like a boxer preparing for a championship match. “So where do we start?”Tyson stared at her and laughed. "First lesson—Stop standing like that."Lyra paused. Looked down at herself before
Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle Chapter 42: Let's go
Lyra entered her office and let out a sigh of relief. Dropping her bag on the desk, she scowled at the sight that greeted her.A bouquet of flowers and another note.Without even bothering to read it, she grabbed both items and tossed them into the trash.Then she picked up her phone and dialed the receptionist. “Please stop accepting flower deliveries addressed to me. I don’t care who sends them. Have them turned away.”“Yes, Miss Davis.”After ending the call, she sank into her chair and exhaled heavily.Thank goodness today went as planned. Claire’s face from earlier flashed through her mind briefly and she smiled. At least Claire won't be disturbing her for a while.Opening her laptop, she was about to start working when her phone rang.Fiona's name flashed across the screen. Lyra answered the call and put it on speaker. Let's hear what she had to say.“Lyra,” Fiona called.“Good day, Mrs. Wilson.”“Mrs. Wilson?” Fiona's voice sounded a bit hurt. “No longer ‘mother’?”Lyra inhale
Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle Chapter 41: Hundred bucks
“Are you Lyra?”Before she could answer, Claire jumped forward. “Yes, Mr. Lauren. This is Lyra.”Claire leaned closer and whispered into Lyra's ear. “I told you. Even taking responsibility won't save you.”Then she stepped back with a satisfied look.Lyra pressed her lips together and glanced around, as though trying to find an answer for what was going on.Near one of the corner workstations stood Heather. Unlike everyone else, she looked completely relaxed, almost amused by the tension hanging over the room.To her surprise, Mr. Lauren suddenly moved forward and extended his hand. “Good job, kid.”Lyra blinked. And before she could react, he was already shaking her hand.Claire's eyes nearly bulged out of their sockets. She stared at Mr. Lauren as though he had suddenly grown a third eye. "Good job?" she blurted. "She just forfeited a hundred million dollars' worth of inventory because of pride!"The second board member let out a disapproving grunt. "Pride?" His sharp eyes landed on
Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle Chapter 40: Are you Lyra?
It was 8.30am when Lyra arrived at Helixion Energy. She wore a peach-colored trouser suit and stilettos. She'd stayed up last night and done some more research. And even though her findings pointed to the fact that she was right, she still felt unsettled. As soon as Lyra stepped out of her car, she bumped into Claire. “Oh, God. Not again.” She sighed, picked up her things from the car, and shut the door. "Heyyy,” Claire purred. “I've been waiting for you for a while now. I almost thought you were going to bail and not show up today." Then Claire smiled and reached for Lyra's hand. Lyra reeled back and snatched her hand away before Claire could touch her. Her eyes narrowed. "What's this?" "I thought we should walk in together." Claire pointed toward the parking lot, where a sleek black Mercedes-Benz S-Class sat beside a silver BMW 7 Series and a dark Audi A8. "The board members are already here." Lyra paid her no attention and continued toward the building. “Are you nervous?” C
Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle Chapter 9: Anything but a robber
“Uhm,” Lyra's eyes darted between Daphne and Tyson. Then she pulled her friend away—still within reach. Just far enough for Tyson to not eavesdrop on their conversation. “Someone tried to rob me. He saved me,” Lyra said to Daphne. “Are you for real?” Daph stepped closer, eyes flashing with concer
Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle Chapter 10: You ready?
On instinct, Tyson pushed Lyra to the floor with him. He rolled over and climbed her, wedging himself with an elbow so his full weight doesn't crush her. His scent curled around her—suffocating, intoxicating.He pressed a finger against his lips, urging her to be quiet. Lyra stirred under him. Her
Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle Chapter 12: The difference...
He reloaded his gun and aimed. “You heard me.” Then he fired again. He hit the two front tires of the SUV, and slowly, it rolled to a stop.“That's what I'm talking about! Eat shit motherfuckers!!” Dale cheered. Then he patted Bran on the shoulder—harder than necessary. “That was insane, man. I sw
Left at the altar, Claimed by his uncle Chapter 15: Kill the lights
Another engineer, Miller, who was clad in black pants and a pink shirt rushed over, almost slipping on his way. "We’ve checked the cells three times!" He rasped. "The hardware is clean. It’s a software glitch in the BMS.""It’s not the software," Lyra repeated. She was standing in front of the main
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