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Chapter 59 – Steeped in Shadows (Interlude)
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After the StormThe rain hadn’t stopped—just softened to a drizzle that streaked the café’s glass in thin, nervous lines. The scent of espresso clung to the air, thick with tension. The night bled straight from the chaos of Chapter 60: the USB drive blinking on the counter like a pulse, receipts scattered, hearts still racing.Celine stood behind the counter, her hands trembling as she tried to piece together what she’d just seen. The café still looked the same—warm lights, the faint hum of the refrigerator—but something inside it had cracked. Something inside her had, too.Liam stood near the door, damp from the rain. “You sure you want to do this here?”“She’s not leaving until I get answers.” Her voice broke on the last word.At the center table, Marites sat with her apron folded neatly on her lap. The calm in her face wasn’t guilt—it was control. That same eerie steadiness she’d always worn when the world was burning around her.“Why, Marites?” Celine asked quietly. “You were the
Sips of Seduction: The Billionaire Heiress Chapter 60 – The Cracks Beneath the Grind
The morning came heavy with humidity and the faint scent of espresso grounds that clung to everything—tables, air, skin. Navarro Coffee opened like any other day, sunlight pooling across its glass front, masking the tension simmering beneath its polished calm.Celine moved through the café with quiet precision. Her motions were graceful, but not effortless. The rhythm that usually steadied her felt fractured. Every cup she placed, every order she called out, carried a subtle hesitation—as though part of her was elsewhere.Across the counter, Marites kept her usual cheerful chatter, fussing over the grinder and correcting a trainee’s posture with maternal ease. To anyone watching, it was a typical morning. But her glances lingered too long—on Celine’s laptop, the backroom door, the pinned delivery logs. Her warmth was practiced, her smiles a touch too polished.Liam sat at his usual corner table, sketchpad open but untouched. He’d been watching the café more closely since the night of
Sips of Seduction: The Billionaire Heiress Chapter 59 – Steeped in Shadows (Interlude)
The DN Tech command center never truly slept. Its servers breathed like a living organism, the hum of data streams weaving a quiet symphony beneath the dim blue glow. The hour was late — the kind of silence that demanded vigilance rather than rest.Pablo stood before the central console, headset pressed tight, eyes scanning a cascade of code and maps. A faint furrow creased his brow.“She’s moving,” he said into the comm. “Marites just triggered an outbound transfer using Navarro Coffee’s supplier account. Small amounts, split over multiple routes. Someone’s feeding her instructions.”Behind him, the door slid open. Dann entered without a sound, his reflection materializing in the polished glass wall like a ghost that had always been there.He didn’t need to ask who she was.“Henry?” he asked quietly.“Most likely. We traced the proxy chain. It loops through two dead corporations — both under Co Holdings.”Dann approached the screen, hands clasped behind his back. On one window, a sat
Sips of Seduction: The Billionaire Heiress Chapter 58 – The Bitter Proof
The café hummed with its usual rhythm—cups clinking, steam hissing, soft chatter threading through the scent of roasted beans. But to Liam, the sound felt distant. His mind was still stuck on the anonymous message from the night before.Check the system. Now.He hadn’t slept much after that. The words lingered like static in his head, pulsing with quiet urgency. Whoever sent it knew something. And worse—they knew him.When Celine called his name from behind the counter, he nearly flinched.“Hey,” she said, handing him his usual order. “You okay? You look like you’ve been awake since yesterday.”“Something like that,” he muttered, forcing a half-smile.She tilted her head, concern softening her tone. “Don’t burn yourself out. Architects need steady hands, right?”He chuckled faintly. “Guess so.”But as he sat at his corner table, pretending to review sketches, his thoughts slipped elsewhere. He opened his laptop. The faint glow reflected in his eyes as he connected to the café’s public
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The morning began like it had forgotten what storms felt like.Sunlight spilled through the front windows of Navarro Coffee, painting streaks of gold across tables still glistening from the night’s humidity. Steam rose from the first batch of brewed beans, curling upward like ghosts refusing to leave.Celine moved more slowly than usual. Her hands worked automatically — scooping, tamping, pouring — but her thoughts were far away.She hadn’t slept much. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw reflections — the glow of café lights on wet pavement, the quiet smile she shared with Liam the night before, and the unmistakable feeling that peace never stayed long.She brushed a strand of hair from her face, trying to shake off the unease. It’s just fatigue, she told herself. But deep down, she knew better. Some things in her world always went wrong right after a moment of calm.Behind her, the door chimed open.“Morning,” Marites called, voice bright, too bright. She carried a small box labe
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Morning arrived slowly and golden, dripping through the city like syrup. The streets still glistened from last night’s rain, puddles catching fragments of sky. Navarro Coffee opened its doors to the scent of roasted beans and fresh beginnings — the kind that felt fragile, borrowed.Inside, the hum of machines filled the air. Steam curled from the espresso wand. Celine tied her apron, hair pulled into a loose bun that the morning light caught like a halo. Across from her, Liam was already at his usual corner, sketching on his tablet, lines forming something intricate — an unspoken future.“Early again,” she said lightly.He looked up, eyes tired but alive. “Couldn’t sleep.”“Too much caffeine,” she teased.He smiled faintly. “Or too many thoughts.”The exchange was simple, almost meaningless. But in the quiet between their words, something softer stirred — an unguarded warmth neither wanted to name.Celine turned back to the counter, pretending to focus on the grinder. Her chest felt o
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