MasukBy the time Rachel and I arrived home, the exhaustion of the day had settled heavily on both of us, and all I wanted was to spend a few peaceful hours with my family without thinking about the company, the government seizure, or Betty's endless schemes.Unfortunately, peace seemed to be the one thing Betty was determined to take away from us.Rachel walked into the living room and immediately smiled when she saw Julie and Raymond playing with their nanny, while Angel and Anna sat on the carpet, arguing playfully over a toy they had apparently decided belonged to both of them.“Mommy!” the girls shouted together when they noticed Rachel, rushing toward her with their little arms stretched out.Rachel bent down to embrace them, laughing as they nearly knocked her off balance, while I stood behind her, watching the scene with a warmth I had not felt throughout the entire day.“Careful, girls, your mommy is tired, so you need to give her a little breathing space before you smother her wit
“Hello, Dad, what's up? You haven't called me in such a long time that I was beginning to wonder whether you had forgotten that you still have a son, so tell me, what happened, and should I be worried that I'm suddenly in trouble?” I asked as I answered the call, leaning back in my chair while everyone in the boardroom watched me with curiosity.There was a brief silence before my father's familiar laughter came through the phone, and I could already imagine him sitting comfortably in his favourite chair, probably holding a cup of tea while pretending that he had called simply because he missed me.“I heard that you're in trouble, Dave, and I wanted to find out what exactly is happening before your mother hears about it and begins making a hundred different calls to people who have nothing to do with your business,” he said, his amusement obvious in his voice.I frowned, straightening in my chair as I glanced at Rachel, who was still reviewing the seizure documents beside me.“Dad, wh
Rachel sat silently in the passenger seat as Dave drove toward her company, her eyes fixed on the buildings passing outside the window while her mind struggled to find a way out of the trouble that had suddenly surrounded them. Only a few hours earlier, she had been discussing business expansion and future investments with him, but now their companies were facing government investigations, their assets had been seized, and their reputations were hanging in the balance.She had fought too hard to rebuild her life to watch everything collapse again, especially when she had no clear idea how far their enemy was willing to go.Dave glanced at her briefly before returning his attention to the road, noticing the tension in her expression and the way her fingers tightened around her handbag whenever she remembered Betty's threatening voice.“Rachel, I know this situation is frightening, but I promise you that I won't allow anyone to destroy everything you have worked for,” he said, his voice
Rachel’s POV Dave and I arrived at the government agency with our legal representatives, and the moment we stepped inside, he approached one of the officials standing near the reception desk, his expression cold and impatient as he demanded to see the person in charge. "We want to see your boss right now, because both our companies have had their assets seized, and we deserve an explanation for what is happening," Dave said. The official looked at him briefly before directing us toward the office at the end of the corridor, and Dave took my hand as we walked inside, making it clear that he had no intention of allowing anyone to intimidate us. The man sitting behind the desk looked up from his documents when we entered, and after recognizing Dave, he leaned back in his chair with a polite but distant expression. "Good afternoon, Mr. Dave and Miss Berila, how can I help you?" the official asked. Dave stepped forward, placing the seizure notice on the desk before speaking. "
Rachel’s POVAfter breakfast, Dave and I said goodbye to the children before leaving for work, and although we were heading to different companies."Please remember that I am still your husband, Rachel, even if you insist on reminding me every morning that you might divorce me, because I intend to spend the rest of my life proving that you made the right decision when you chose me," Dave said.I shook my head and opened my car door, trying to hide the smile that threatened to appear on my face."You should spend more time managing your company and less time making promises, because I have already heard enough beautiful words to last me a lifetime, and what I need from you now is honesty rather than another speech about how much you love me," I replied.He raised his hands in surrender before stepping away from the car and i drove off Unfortunately, the moment my car stopped outside the company building, I realized that something was wrong.Several employees were gathered near the ent
Rachel’s POV“Angel, please finish your food before you start asking for another dessert, because I am not going to let you eat sweets all morning,” I said, looking at the little girl sitting beside Anna at the dining table.“But Mommy, Anna said she doesn't want hers, so why can't I eat it?” Angel asked, giving me her most innocent smile.Anna immediately turned toward her sister, shaking her head as she held her spoon.“I said you could have a little, not everything, because you always eat my share and then complain when I refuse to play with you,” Anna replied.Dave burst out laughing, and I turned toward him with a warning look while he raised both hands as though he had done nothing wrong.“Don't encourage them, Dave, because if you keep laughing at everything they do, these girls will soon learn how to manipulate both of us,” I said.“Baby, I am simply enjoying the happiness in this house, and I don't think there is anything wrong with watching our daughters argue over dessert
I couldn’t sleep that night. My mind kept circling around the project, the launch date, and the pressure of the entire board resting on my shoulders. Dronecode wasn’t just a company it was my identity, my father’s legacy, my mother’s pride. Failure wasn’t an option.But I had no idea betrayal was a
Rachel pov I woke to the feel of warm hands around me and the dark weight of sleep lifting like fog. For a second I thought it was a dream Dave’s chest rising and falling under my cheek, the soft scrape of his beard when he sighed but then the memory came back like a struck bell: the party, the fu
Rachel’s POVWhen we reached home, Dave stopped me at the door. His lips curved into a mischievous smile. “Close your eyes,” Dave whispered.I blinked at him, confused. “Why?”“Just trust me.” His tone was firm but playful, the kind of voice that never left room for arguments.I sighed, a little i
Dave’s POVMy hands were shaking when I dialled my personal assistant, not from the alcohol anymore that had burned out of my system but from fear, raw, choking fear.“Get the car. Now,” I said. “And clear the nearest private hospital.”I didn’t wait for any questions.Rachel lay against me, her







