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Chapter Eight
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No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-Four
Vanessa’s POVThe moment I stepped out of the executive elevator and into the marble corridor of Crown Luxe, I felt like the building itself bowed to me.My heels clicked with slow, purposeful rhythm, queenly, even if my ankles protested under the weight of my pregnancy.A few weeks left until delivery, and yet no one dared suggest I rest. Why would they? Queens don’t take sick leave.Melissa hurried behind me, carrying the embossed folder pressed to her chest like sacred scripture.“Stop fussing,” I murmured without looking back.“Y-yes, Ms. Abrams.”She always squeaks when she’s nervous. Pathetic. But useful.Outside Maximilian’s office, I smoothed my hair, adjusted the soft fall of my maternity dress, and allowed the smallest, sweetest smile to curve my lips. This part mattered. The performance.Maximilian Edwards valued power, but he valued obedience even more.I knocked precisely once then entered.Maximilian was behind his desk, skimming through reports with that predatory calm h
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-Three
Ryan’s POVThe elevator ride to the top floor felt longer than it should have.Crown Luxe always had a weird effect on me, like the walls themselves were judging me for ever daring to walk out of them.Mr. Davis stood beside me, hands folded neatly behind his back, posture flawless as always. But there was something different about him now. A looseness, king of a quiet defiance.And he had chosen me.When the doors opened, the receptionist stiffened slightly at the sight of the two of us together. Word traveled fast in this building. Suspicion traveled even faster.My father’s office door was open when we approached, which was already unusual. My father hated openness. Anything ajar was an opportunity for someone to listen.He looked up from his desk the second we stepped inside.His eyes went straight to Mr. Davis.“Why are you with him,” he said sharply, “instead of waiting where you were instructed?”I didn’t give Mr. Davis a chance to answer. He had already risked enough.“He’s wit
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-Two
Celeste’s POVI should’ve been with Celeste.Every bone in my body told me to stay, to sit outside her office door if that’s what it took, to be there when the weight finally crushed her and she needed someone to lean on.But Aurora didn’t care about timing. Aurora didn’t care that Jenny had just handed Celeste her resignation with shaking hands and tear-stained cheeks. Aurora didn’t care that Celeste had collapsed into her chair like someone had torn the ground out from under her.Aurora needed me. And Aurora couldn’t wait.So I found myself in my own office space that I had bought anonymously so that no one could trace me here.My sleeves were rolled up, phone on speaker, laptop open to encrypted files Steven had forwarded at dawn.His voice crackled through the line, quiet and tense. “We can’t afford delays, Ryan. We signed a three-week exclusivity contract with the Antwerp workshop. If we don’t send the US distribution roadmap, we lose them.”“I know,” I muttered, rubbing my eyes.
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty-One
Celeste’s POVMorning light hadn’t even settled properly over the city when I pulled up outside Molly’s art studio.She was humming in the backseat, swinging her little legs, blissfully unaware of the storm twisting my insides into knots.“Are we early?” she asked as I unbuckled her seatbelt.“Just a little,” I said, forcing a smile.Honestly, I was stalling. I wasn’t ready to cross the street yet, not ready to step back into Rosemary where Jenny’s hollow eyes and trembling hands still haunted every quiet moment.Molly slipped her hand into mine as we walked toward the entrance.Her fingers were warm, soft, grounding. When we reached the door, she tugged on my sleeve.“Aunt Celeste?”“Yes, sweetheart?”“Why are you looking at your building like it hurt you?”I froze.Across the street, Rosemary Atelier stood tall and polished, the morning sun reflecting off the windows.“I’m… just thinking,” I said carefully.“Is someone in trouble?” she whispered, eyes wide. “Like big trouble-trouble?
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Two Hundred and Eighty
Celeste’s POVI didn’t realize how quiet the atelier had become until the door to the room clicked shut behind everyone.The silence that followed wasn’t peaceful, it felt suffocating, a cold hand clamped around my throat.The meeting was over, but the echoes of it stayed.Jenny’s sobs.Her voice cracking when she swore she hadn’t done anything.The way she looked at me as if I’d personally pushed her off a cliff.And I let her fall.Because I chose to believe evidence that felt wrong instead of trusting what I knew about her.I pressed my palms into the table, bowing my head. My reflection stared back from the polished surface with eyes too wide, too hollow, too ashamed.What the hell was I doing?For the past week, I had told myself I was being a responsible leader. Objective. Fair.But my chest felt bruised.A girl who adored me, who worshipped Rosemary, was breaking and I couldn’t do anything about it.I felt helpless.A soft knock came at the door, making me flinch.It was Jenny.
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Two Hundred and Seventy-Nine
Celeste’s POVIt had been a week.Seven days of pretending nothing was wrong while the ground under my feet kept shifting.Every morning at Rosemary felt a little heavier, a little tighter around the ribs.More discrepancies appeared, missing fabric rolls, duplicated purchase orders, login timestamps no one could explain.Ryan and I had spent two nights replaying CCTV footage until our eyes blurred, pausing every time a shadow crossed the workshop doorway.The footage wasn’t incriminating enough to be conclusive… but paired with everything else, it painted a picture I didn’t want to look at.Jenny didn’t know. She bounced into work every day with the same bright energy, humming as she tied her apron, chattering to Rachel about enamel techniques.Every time she laughed, guilt twisted deeper into my chest.Then we found the USB, loaded with evidence of designs that weren’t supposed to be on anyone’s system but the company’s.It was found in Jenny’s drawer by Grace.It was all too much.I
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