Pustaka
Cari
Beranda / Romance / The Final Goodbye / Chapter 93: Tangled Lines

Share

Chapter 93: Tangled Lines

Penulis: Blissful Ositas
last update Terakhir Diperbarui: 2025-10-28 15:09:25

It was getting close to seven in the evening, and the day had been long and exhausting for everyone at Black Blossom.

Her eyes were tired, but there was still a quiet glow in them — the kind that came from victory and hard work.

Emilia stood by the door, files clutched to her chest. “Ma’am,” she said gently, “I think I’ll be heading home now. Do you need me to—”

Before she could finish, the door opened.

Martins walked in, his tie slightly loosened, the faint scent of his cologne filling the room.

He looked exhausted but content, the way a man looked after a long day.

Emilia smiled warmly and stepped forward immediately to collect his briefcase. “Good evening, sir,” she greeted respectfully.

“Evening, Emilia,” Martins replied kindly, handing her the case.

Amara, on the other hand, lit up the moment she saw him. “You’re back,” she said softly, her voice carrying warmth and relief. She walked straight into his arms.

Martins smiled, wrapping his hands around her, kissing her forehead
Lanjutkan membaca buku ini secara gratis
Pindai kode untuk mengunduh Aplikasi
Bab Terkunci
Bab sebelumnya Bab selanjutnya

Bab terbaru

  • The Final Goodbye    Chapter 100: The Night the Music Died

    The Cooper mansion glowed that evening — lights glimmering across the long driveway, the soft hum of music drifting from the main hall, and laughter echoing from every corner. It was Adaobi’s birthday, and Amara had made sure everything looked perfect. Guests had begun to arrive, their voices rising above the rhythm of the music. Adaobi, bright and graceful, was surrounded by her friends, their laughter blending into the cheerful chaos of celebration.But outside, away from the laughter, Amara stood by the garden rail, her phone pressed to her ear again. The call went straight to voicemail. Martins’ number had been unreachable for hours. Her heartbeat grew heavier with each failed attempt. Earlier, she’d called his secretary, the woman had said he left the office around 4 p.m., cheerful, carrying his briefcase as usual. That was the last anyone saw of him.Now it was 6:40 p.m. The party had begun, and still no word from him. The lights, the laughter, the music — none of it seemed

  • The Final Goodbye    Chapter 99: The Call for Redemption

    The early morning flight to Houston felt like the longest journey of Alex’s life. He sat by the window, staring blankly at the clouds, his mind replaying Sophia’s trembling voice over the phone.He couldn’t eat, couldn’t think straight. His fingers tightened around the armrest each time guilt pricked his heart.When the plane finally touched down, he wasted no time. A cab was waiting outside the terminal. He forwarded the hospital address Sophia had sent him, and the driver sped off through the busy Houston streets. His thoughts were a storm — flashes of his mother's memory. And now, the image of her weak in a hospital bed.By the time he got to the hospital, his suit was wrinkled, and exhaustion shadowed his eyes. Sophia was in the lobby, pacing restlessly. When she saw him, she rushed to meet him, but her face was stiff with disappointment.“You came,” she said softly.He nodded, his voice low. “Where is she?”Sophia didn’t waste words. She turned and led him down the long, quiet

  • The Final Goodbye    Chapter 98: Things Fall Apart

    The silence in Alex’s office was heavy enough to crush him. He had been pacing from the window to the door and back again for almost ten minutes, his thoughts scattered, his chest tightening with every step. He stopped once, staring at the framed photo of his father on the wall — that proud smile, the same office, the same view.“Is this how it ends?” he muttered. His reflection in the glass window looked like a stranger. “Is this how Spencer Group dies?”He cursed under his breath and walked back to his desk. The bottle of whiskey sat there, half-empty, almost mocking him. He poured himself a glass and swallowed it in one gulp. The burn down his throat felt like punishment or maybe relief. He sank into his chair, elbows on the armrest, head heavy with regret and rage.Then, the door creaked open.James walked in slowly. No greeting. No expression. His face was blank, his shoulders tense. He shut the door behind him gently, walked straight to the desk, and pulled an envelope from h

  • The Final Goodbye    Chapter 97: The Crumbling Walls

    The boardroom was unusually cold that morning. Eleven executives sat around the long mahogany table, eyes lowered, hands clasped, the tension was so thick it could choke. The large screen on the wall still displayed the latest financial report: Spencer Group’s market value drops another 20%, adding to the previous 39% decline. Fifty-nine percent total loss in just a few weeks.Alex sat at the head of the table, shoulders slumped, eyes sunken from lack of sleep. His tie hung loosely, the man who once commanded boardrooms now looked like someone fighting ghosts.“Fifty-nine percent,” he repeated slowly, his voice hoarse. “We are losing everything my father built.” He paused, looking around. “You are my senior executives, men and women who helped raise this empire. So, tell me…” his voice hardened, “how do we fix this?”No one spoke. Only the faint hum of the air conditioner filled the silence. A few exchanged nervous glances, others pretended to be busy with their pens or notes.Alex

  • The Final Goodbye    Chapter 96: The Fallout

    Saturday mornings were usually calm, a day the world slowed a little to catch its breath. But not this one. The television screens across the country buzzed with a single headline: “Alex Spencer and Wife Finalize Shocking Divorce — Spencer Group in Crisis.”On Global Business Network (GBN), the anchors sat in their elegant studio, faces solemn yet intrigued. The segment was titled Corporate Scandals: When Love Breaks the Ledger.“Public reaction has been massive,” said the male anchor, flipping through his notes. “The divorce between billionaire Alex Spencer and his wife Eva has gone viral, trending across all platforms for the past twenty-four hours. Some sympathize with Mr. Spencer, others think this is karma for years of questionable corporate dealings.”His co-host, a woman with sharp eyes and an even sharper tone, adjusted her mic. “Beyond the drama,” she said, “what concerns analysts is how this scandal is bleeding into Spencer Group’s stability. Stocks have dropped nearly for

  • The Final Goodbye    Chapter 95: Torn Apart

    The moon was high that night, its pale light spilling softly into the children’s room. Emma lay on her bed, flipping through her school notebook, while Daniel sat opposite her, his little legs swinging off his own bed. The silence between them felt strange, heavy and uncertain.After a moment, Daniel broke it. His tiny voice trembled. “Emma… are Mummy and Daddy getting a divorce?”Emma’s head shot up, her face tightening. “What? Who told you that?”“I… I heard the guards talking,” Daniel said, his voice low. “They were saying Mummy and Daddy are fighting again. They said Daddy doesn’t want Mummy anymore.” His lips quivered as he spoke.Emma’s heart skipped. She tried to laugh it off, but her throat felt tight. “Hey, don’t listen to them, okay? Grown-ups talk too much.”“But… is it true?” Daniel pressed, his eyes glistening.Emma got off her bed and went to sit beside him. She took his small hands in hers. “Look at me,” she said softly. “Mummy and Daddy love each other. Maybe they fi

Bab Lainnya

Anda juga akan menyukai

Jelajahi dan baca novel bagus secara gratis
Akses gratis ke berbagai novel bagus di aplikasi GoodNovel. Unduh buku yang kamu suka dan baca di mana saja & kapan saja.
Baca buku gratis di Aplikasi
Pindai kode untuk membaca di Aplikasi
DMCA.com Protection Status