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Chapter Four Hundred and Ten
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No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Four Hundred and Fifteen
Celeste’s POVBy the time the Beaumont International representatives arrived, I had already been awake for fourteen hours and running on a fragile combination of caffeine, adrenaline, and stubborn resolve.They came in pairs, always pairs. Impeccably dressed, polished smiles, voices trained to sound collaborative while circling like sharks.Today it was a woman named Elise and a man whose name I immediately forgot because he spoke like a press release given human form.We sat in the main meeting room at Rosemary Atelier, the long table between us cluttered with contracts, tablets, and carefully arranged cups of untouched coffee.I took the seat Grace used to occupy.The absence was physical. Tangible. Grace should have been here, shoulders squared, eyes sharp, calling out subtext before I even finished a sentence.Instead, the chair beside me was empty, and the weight of that emptiness pressed into my spine.Elise smiled first. “Ms Sinclair, thank you for seeing us on such short notice
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Four Hundred and Fourteen
Celeste’s POVWhen Damien texted me, I stared at my phone for a full thirty seconds before my thumb hovered over Block.Damien Kent had a way of reappearing exactly when I least wanted to see him, like a bruise you forgot was there until someone pressed on it. The message was short, deceptively neutral.Can we meet? Park near Maple Row. Bonnie wants to see you.I almost laughed. Almost.I typed no three times. Deleted it three times. My chest tightened in that familiar, infuriating way, the one that made me hate myself a little.Because despite everything, despite the way Bonnie had looked at me with open disdain, despite the things she’d said, the danger she’d caused, there was still a part of me that leaned toward her like a magnet.Bonnie wants to see you.That was the hook. He knew it. I knew it.I closed my eyes and exhaled slowly.Against my better judgment, I texted back: What does she want to say?The reply came almost instantly.She wants to apologize.That word sat uneasily i
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Four Hundred and Thirteen
Vanessa’s POVI took a deep breath.It wasn’t like me to be so nervous so I didn't know why I was feeling the way I was.If maybe things hadn’t derailed like this, I would still have the upper hand over Maximilian. But as things stood, my position was becoming more precarious by the day.I had barely stepped into Maximilian Edwards’s office when he said, without turning around, “What do you want, Vanessa?”Straight to it. No pleasantries. No theater. Typical.I closed the door carefully, because I refused to give him the satisfaction of hearing it slam. “Lovely to see you too,” I said lightly. “Andre Cox has been arrested.”Silence stretched. Intentional. He always liked letting bad news sit in the air, like a smell you couldn’t escape.“You know who he is,” I added.“I do.”“He needs to be released,” I said. “Quietly. Preferably yesterday.”That got his attention. He turned slowly, as if every movement had been rehearsed decades ago and never adjusted since. His eyes were cold, calcul
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Four Hundred and Twelve
Damien’s POVBonnie sat cross-legged on the rug, her back to the couch, lining up her dolls with military precision.Not playing, just arranging. Correcting. Knocking one over and placing it back exactly where she wanted. The room was quiet in that brittle way that followed too much yelling, too many slammed doors.I watched her for a while before speaking.She hadn’t looked at me once since I’d asked her to sit with me.“Bonnie,” I said finally, keeping my voice even. “Can we talk?”Her shoulders stiffened. She shrugged without turning around. “I didn’t do anything.”That was always her opening line.I sat down on the edge of the couch so I was closer to her level.“I’m not here to yell,” I said. “I want to understand what you were thinking.”Silence.I tried again. “You left the house that night without telling anyone. You scared me.” That part slipped out more honestly than I’d planned. “And the pastry—Bonnie, you know Maribel is allergic to nuts.”She spun around then, eyes flashin
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Four Hundred and Eleven
Celeste’s POVOfficer Raymond had said it would be brief. A check-in. A formality. His voice over the phone had been careful, the way people sounded when they were standing near something volatile and didn’t want to jostle it.So I went.Jails had a way of compressing the air, of making even breathing feel supervised. The security gates slid shut behind me with mechanical indifference, each clang echoing a reminder that this was a place built for consequences, not explanations.I signed my name, accepted a visitor badge, and waited on a hard plastic chair that looked designed to discourage reflection.That was when I saw her.Vanessa sat across the room, one leg crossed over the other, spine straight, coat immaculate. Even here, especially here, she looked curated.As if the space around her had been forced to accommodate her presence rather than the other way around. She was speaking to someone just out of my line of sight, her profile sharp, her expression controlled.Our eyes met a
No Way to Win Me Back Chapter Four Hundred and Ten
Vanessa’s POVThe jail smelled like bleach and old metal, a cleanliness so aggressive it felt designed to erase humanity. I hated places like this, not because they frightened me, but because they stripped away illusion.Power didn’t mean much behind reinforced glass and a bored guard with a clipboard.Andre looked smaller than I remembered.Not physically, he was still broad-shouldered, still carrying that careless masculinity that had once drawn attention, but something essential had collapsed inward.His eyes were bloodshot, his jaw unshaven, his hands trembling as he sat across from me, shackled to the table like a warning.“Vanessa,” he breathed, relief flooding his face the moment he saw me. “You came.”Of course I did. I wanted to make sure with my own eyes just how much time I had left before he cracked under pressure.By the looks of it, time was running out quicker than I expected.These men were always disappointing me.The glass between us reflected my face back at me, comp
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