LOGINHilary Landon "What do you mean he was the one who took me there?" he asked.I watched him closely, trying to make sense of his reaction.He listened for a moment before speaking again."Are you certain?"Another pause."Alright. Thank you, Nate."He ended the call but remained silent, staring at his phone."Bennett?" I moved closer. "What's wrong?"He looked up at me, still wearing a puzzled expression."That was Nate. He found out who took me to the hospital after the incident.""Who was it?""Damon."I blinked. "Damon?"He nodded slowly."Apparently, he was the one who brought me in. He also instructed the hospital staff not to reveal his identity."For a moment, I didn't know what to say.Damon had deliberately taken Bennett back to the building where Adrian died. He knew what that place meant to him. He had watched him struggle and eventually collapse under the weight of memories he had spent years trying to bury.Yet, he had also taken him to the hospital."That's strange," I f
Hilary WindsorThe past few weeks had been exhausting, but I was beginning to see the results of my hard work.Windsor Couture was slowly finding its place again. After everything Vivian had done, I hadn't expected the company to recover so quickly, but the response from the public had been encouraging.Our latest designs were receiving positive attention, and more people were beginning to show interest in the brand. We had also received a few new enquiries from potential clients.It wasn't where I wanted the company to be yet, but it was progress.I spent most of the morning reviewing designs with the creative team before attending a meeting with the marketing department. There were still several things I wanted to improve, and I wasn't willing to rush the process.By early afternoon, I was going through some documents in my office when Lana informed me that someone wanted to see me."Who is it?" I asked, without looking up."Mr Nicholas Windsor."My hand stopped moving.I slowly rai
Bennett LandonDamon stared at me for a moment before finally speaking."Didn't expect to see you here.""Neither did I expect to find you here."He gave a faint, humourless smile before picking up his glass."So, what brings you here?""You resigned."His expression remained unchanged."Yes, I did.""Why?" I asked.Damon took a sip of his drink before placing the glass back on the table."Shouldn't you be happy that I left? We both know you hate me. Especially after what happened at the building."I studied his face.Hate him?I wasn't sure I would describe it that way. I disliked him, certainly. I disliked the fact that he'd never trusted me and had once accused me of something I hadn't done. More than anything, I disliked how easily he'd used my past against me.But there had been a time when Damon was one of the people closest to me. We grew up together, and I'd once considered him a brother.It wasn't that easy to forget."I didn't ask why you resigned because I wanted to celebra
Bennett Landon I was seated on the couch in my study, reviewing a few documents on my laptop when my phone rang. It was my executive assistant."Good morning, sir.""Good morning. What's the update?""Everything is running smoothly, sir. I've sent the reports you requested to your email. There are a few documents that require your approval, and the finance department is waiting for your confirmation on the revised budget.""I'll review them shortly. Is there anything else?"There was a brief pause before he spoke again."Yes, sir. There's something concerning Mr. Damon. He submitted his resignation letter the day after your incident."I stopped scrolling through the document on my screen."He did what?""His resignation letter, sir. It was submitted to the human resources department. He stated that he was stepping down from his position with immediate effect."I leaned back against the couch, trying to make sense of what I'd just heard.Damon had resigned?I hadn't expected that.Aft
Hilary LandonMorning light filtered through the curtains, gently illuminating the bedroom. I stirred beneath the covers and turned towards Bennett, who was still asleep beside me.For a moment, I simply watched him.After everything that had happened yesterday, seeing him resting peacefully brought me some comfort. He looked better than he had at the hospital, but I couldn't stop worrying about him. The doctor's advice had been clear. He needed rest, and I intended to make sure he got it.I brushed a few strands of hair away from his forehead, careful not to wake him. However, he stirred almost immediately, his eyes slowly opening."Good morning, beautiful."A smile tugged at my lips. "Good morning. How are you feeling?""Better now that you're here."I rolled my eyes playfully. "That's not an answer."He chuckled, shifting closer. "I'm fine, sweetheart. A little tired, perhaps, but I'm fine.""Good. Because you're not going anywhere today."His eyebrows lifted. "Is that an order?""
Hilary LandonWindsor Couture was finally beginning to feel like a proper fashion house again.Over the past few weeks, we'd hired more employees, strengthened our teams, and started putting better systems in place. There was still plenty to do, but the company was finally moving in the right direction.Lana had been a tremendous help as my assistant, keeping track of appointments, organising documents, and ensuring nothing slipped through the cracks.Yet, despite our progress, I couldn't shake the uneasiness that had settled in my chest.The records Mr. Adams had shown me continued to bother me. The unexplained payments, missing documentation, and Emily's involvement in some transactions raised questions I wasn't ready to ignore.Then there was Vivian.Why had she surrendered Windsor Couture so easily after spending years keeping me away from it?Perhaps she knew I'd eventually discover the irregularities. Perhaps she had another reason entirely.Whatever the truth was, I wasn't goin
Bennett Landon It wasn’t like I wanted to make such a decision without telling Hilary. But when my mother called earlier that morning, I lost my grip on the conversation. She had asked me which day I and Hilary had concluded for the family meeting. I wanted to tell her we haven't thought about it
Hilary Windsor “I’m not sure I’ll try anything like that,” I muttered, stabbing at the pasta on my plate. I felt completely helpless because the idea of inviting Vivian and Emily into anything involving to my life would be that I was digging my own graveBennett only chuckled like an amused kind o
Hilary Windsor Nothing can really be predicted for sure, because tell me why Bennett's parents suddenly agreed to us getting married. Out of nowhere. When we badly needed an approval from them they refused, but now that it feels like our world has crashed and no single hope of a rebuild, they wer
Bennett LandonThe sitting room smelled of lavender and fresh flowers, all my mother’s doing, no doubt. She liked appearances. Everything had to look perfect, especially when company came over.The Windsors sat across from us on the cream velvet sofas. Beside her, Emily giggled too loudly at someth







