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Chapter Fifty Four
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Mister Dream Man Chapter Fifty Five
* Jana *The following morning I saw the old woman stood by the service stairwell like she belonged to its shadow, small, stooped, hands knotted as if the years had tied themselves into her fingers. I recalled her in my memory. Her name was Marta, she had folded sheets for Magnolia long before I was born, the staff said. She smelled faintly of starch and camphor and something older, like the back room of a chapel.I caught her wiping down a brass railing, the action automatic, the world trimmed to a string of duties. My voice came out too soft as I gathered courage to asked. "Marta?"She glanced up, and for half a breath I thought I saw recognition flare, then she looked away, busying her hands with the cloth as if polishing could buff out memory."I." I started, feeling ridiculous and childish at once. "You knew my mother. I, I just wanted to ask, about that night from a long time ago."Marta's jaw tightened. Her eyes, colorless with years, slid past me to the corridor where a maid h
Mister Dream Man Chapter Fifty Four
* Lawrence *I was back in the city, but my mind never left Magnolia. Reports piled on my desk, numbers that should have mattered, contracts waiting for signatures, but all I saw was her. Jana, sitting by the garden terrace, hair catching the morning light, eyes carrying shadows she didn't even try to hide.And then there was Dianne. I'd heard from the staff the moment I walked in, rumors going around about what happened. Magnolia resort was a place of discretion, but loyalty ran thicker than silence. They didn't give me details, not outright, but the way they glanced at each other told me enough. Dianne had gone there. She had gone to see Jana.My jaw tightened as I closed the last file without reading a word. Dianne always thought she could control the boardroom and the ballroom alike, but she had no business stepping into Magnolia resort uninvited. That resort wasn't just my family's legacy, it was mine. And she dared use it as her stage to attack Jana?I leaned back in my chair, f
Mister Dream Man Chapter Fifty Three
* Jana *The days at Magnolia felt like they belonged to another lifetime. I woke to the hush of waves brushing the shore, to curtains swaying with the sea breeze, to sunlight pouring in softer than the city ever allowed. For the first time in years, my alarm wasn't a phone buzzing on the nightstand but birds calling outside the balcony.I thought I would rest here, rest my mind, rest my heart, but the stillness only sharpened the ache. Every corner of this resort carried my mother's shadow. The reception desk where she used to smile, the path leading down to the garden where she liked to walk barefoot, the kitchen where her laughter once rang out when the chefs teased her about sneaking bread rolls.I remembered helping her wipe tables here, my hands sticky with polish, her voice telling me to dream beyond service uniforms and late shifts. Yet now, standing on the same marble floors, I felt like a ghost trailing behind her, never quite catching up.At night, I lay awake in the villa
Mister Dream Man Chapter Fifty Two
* Lawrence *The city greeted me with its usual noise, horns, hurried footsteps, the steel-gray press of skyscrapers. But after a night at Magnolia, everything felt sharper, harsher, like I'd traded air for smoke. The resort still lingered on my skin, the salt of the sea, the echo of her laughter when she thought I wasn't listening, the weight of her silence when she was remembering her mother.I walked through the glass doors of Dankworth & Co., the familiar scent of polished wood and paper contracts replacing the ocean breeze. My staff straightened at once, greetings whispered like ripples. I barely nodded. My mind wasn't on them."Lawrence."Her voice cut through the marble atrium like a blade. My mother, this early.Jullianne Dankworth stood by the reception desk, her figure as immaculate as the empire she ruled. Tailored suit, pearls gleaming at her throat, eyes sharper than the diamond-studded cufflinks on my wrists. She didn't come to the office often anymore, only when she wan
Mister Dream Man Chapter Fifty One
* Jana *The first morning of rest felt wrong. The alarm didn't scream at me, no rush of coffee in my veins, no clattering of keyboards waiting at the office. The silence of my apartment pressed in on me, heavy, foreign. I tried reading, then cooking, then even cleaning out drawers I hadn't opened in weeks, but none of it settled the fire gnawing at me.By noon, I was pacing. The city outside my window seemed alive without me, like I'd been exiled. My phone lay silent on the table, and every time I glanced at it, I hated myself for wishing it would light up with his name.I was halfway to convincing myself to take a walk when the knock came. Sharp, deliberate. My stomach flipped before my brain caught up.I opened the door, and froze.Lawrence stood there, impossibly composed in a crisp shirt and jacket, but his eyes betrayed him, restless, searching. In his hand, he held keys that glinted under the hallway light."You're bored," he said, like it wasn't a question.I narrowed my eyes.
Mister Dream Man Chapter Fifty
* Jana *The night after his confession, sleep did not come. My body lay still, but my mind raged, replaying every word, every photograph, every jagged truth Lawrence had pressed into my hands. By morning, my chest ached as if something inside had been hollowed out.I went to the office earlier than usual, when the building was still hushed and the world outside was waking with a sluggish gray. My hands trembled as I slid a blank sheet of paper into the printer. It felt almost archaic, the sound of keys clacking against silence, but maybe that was fitting. Resignation wasn't something to be whispered. It needed finality, permanence.Lawrence,I wrote his name without thinking, my pulse faltering as though even his name carried weight.Every word after that came slow, deliberate. I cannot continue here. Not after what you've told me. Not after what I've seen. This company was never just a job to me, it was tethered to answers I thought I would find, to strength I thought I could borrow
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