Se connecterCHAPTER 138Matteo didn't take Clara back to the estate where they currently lived. Instead, after breakfast, he told her to get ready because he wanted to show her something."Where are we going?" she asked as she settled into the passenger seat."You'll find out.""That's what you said last time, and I ended up spending two hours listening to you discuss property investments.""That was an important discussion.""For you, perhaps."He glanced at her, amused."You're welcome to stay home next time."Clara folded her arms."And miss an opportunity to complain about you? Never."Matteo laughed and pulled out of the driveway.They had left the familiar estate behind. Clara knew the route well enough to realize they were heading somewhere else entirely. It wasn't the road that led past Matteo's mansion and the house she occupied on his estate. This was a different direction.After a while, the car turned through another set of impressive gates.Clara looked outside."Another one of your
CHAPTER 137Matteo's retirement announcement had barely been a day old when he began making arrangements for his next chapter.Clara was in the Devereaux Racing administrative office, reviewing the final media reports from the competition, when a notification appeared on her laptop.It was an email from the company's human resources director.Subject: Proposed PR Assignment AdjustmentShe opened it, expecting another routine update. Instead, she found a formal request from Matteo.He had asked that her assignment be reviewed and transferred so she would no longer be directly responsible for his personal public relations. The request also specified that the change should be handled in coordination with her contracted PR company, without affecting her employment status, compensation, or professional standing.Clara read it twice.Then she leaned back in her chair."Is there a problem?"She looked up to find Luca standing by the door."Did you know about this?"He glanced at her screen.
CHAPTER 136The celebration continued around Matteo, but his attention remained on Theo's memorial.He stood beside his car, holding his helmet in one hand as members of the Devereaux Racing team approached. Luca reached him first, pulling him into a brief embrace."You did it," Luca said.Matteo gave him a tired smile. "We did it."Adrian arrived next, clapping him on the shoulder."Not bad for someone who was supposed to be retired already.""You're still as irritating as ever.""And you're still terrible at accepting compliments."Matteo laughed quietly.His father stood a little farther back, watching them with an expression Matteo couldn't quite read. Clara was also approaching, but she stopped when the event organizers signalled that the winner was expected on the podium.The announcer's voice filled the circuit."Ladies and gentlemen, your winner of today's competition, Matteo Devereaux!"The crowd responded with another wave of applause.Matteo looked towards the memorial disp
CHAPTER 135The final medical decision had come with conditions.Matteo had been cleared for a limited return to competitive driving, but Dr. Bennett had made it clear that the approval was specific to the rescheduled event and subject to continued monitoring. His neurological responses had remained stable, his recovery had progressed satisfactorily, and his specialists had agreed that the risk was acceptable under a strict set of precautions.Acceptable did not mean harmless.He would have medical personnel stationed at the circuit, a shortened pre-race preparation schedule, and permission to withdraw if he experienced any warning symptoms. His team had also agreed that he would not continue if the medical staff or race engineers identified a reason to stop.Dr. Bennett had repeated the conditions several times.Matteo had listened.Now, several weeks later, he stood in front of the mirror in his dressing room, adjusting the collar of his racing suit.The Devereaux Racing logo sat ac
CHAPTER 134The first thing Matteo learned about recovery was that patience could be more exhausting than pain.His days had become a routine of medication, neurological assessments, physical therapy, and follow-up appointments. Every improvement was measured, every symptom recorded, and every attempt to do more than his doctors allowed was met with a reminder that surviving surgery did not mean he was fully recovered.Dr. Bennett had made that particularly clear.During Matteo's latest appointment, the doctor reviewed his scans and neurological test results before setting the file aside."Your progress is encouraging," he said. "Your post-operative scans show that the immediate problem we operated on has been addressed, and your neurological responses are stable. But I want you to understand what that means."Matteo sat opposite him, with Clara beside him."It means the surgery worked.""It means the surgery was successful. Those are not quite the same thing."Matteo's expression tig
CHAPTER 133 Clara had expected the announcement to be difficult, but she hadn't anticipated how many people would have something to say about it before it was even released.The statement had been reviewed by Matteo, his father, Adrian, Luca, and the legal team. Devereaux Racing's management had also approved the wording, ensuring that the company could answer questions without interfering with the ongoing investigation.They had agreed on three things. Matteo was alive. Theo Grant had been the driver in the car that crashed. And the circumstances surrounding the incident were still being investigated by the authorities.Everything else had been carefully considered.Clara sat at the conference table in Matteo's private hospital suite, reviewing the final document on her laptop. Matteo was beside her, looking through a printed copy while Luca spoke to the team's communications director over the phone.His father stood near the window with Adrian."Are we certain this is the version w
Clara twisted her face, her brows met as she swerved into the next turn. The morning traffic was already irritating her, and that was before her phone vibrated.She glanced at the screen while slowing at a red light.Devereaux Franchise Team: Meeting confirmed for 9:00 a.m.Her brows knitted toget
Clara stayed frozen long after Matteo Devereaux walked out of her office.The door closed softly behind him, but the room still felt crowded, as if his presence had seeped into the walls and refused to leave. She stood beside her desk, one hand braced against the edge, the other hanging uselessly
The air in the boardroom changed the moment Matteo lifted his gaze.Clara felt it before she understood it. A tightening along her spine, a quiet pressure settling behind her ribs. Her body reacted faster than her mind, freezing mid-step just inside the doorway. For half a second, the room existed
Clara’s phone buzzed in her hand, and she knew it was time to leave.She leaned closer to Mark, lowering her voice so it wouldn’t carry over the muted music humming through the private room.“I need to go. I still have work to finish.”Mark barely looked at her. He nodded once, distracted, his atte







