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Chapter 80-The presidential suite
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2026-08-26 23:12:16
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The Stranger Hidden in My Sketchbook Chapter 83- Secret Room
The villa had become both a sanctuary and a prison. At first, Lyra hadn't noticed it. The mountain air was fresh. The scenery was beautiful. The food appeared exactly when she was hungry. The staff were kind. The gardens were peaceful. And Arsen had been beside her almost every day. But recently, things had changed. Wedding preparations were accelerating. Vale Group business continued growing. Several international partnerships demanded Arsen's attention. More and more often, he left before sunrise and returned long after dark. Sometimes he stayed only a few hours before leaving again. Yet strangely, security around the villa had increased. Doubled. Perhaps tripled. Armed guards appeared near the gates. New vehicles arrived. Additional cameras were installed. Even the perimeter patrols seemed more frequent. When Lyra casually asked one of the guards about it, he smiled politely. "Routine precautions, Miss Lyra." Routine. The answer sound
The Stranger Hidden in My Sketchbook Chapter 82 - Protective
Wedding preparations quickly became one of the most discussed topics inside the Vale family. Officially, the wedding was still four months away. Unofficially, it felt as if an entire kingdom was preparing for it. Every week new fabric samples arrived. Jewelry collections were presented. Venue concepts were reviewed. Flower arrangements were debated. Guest lists expanded. Security plans doubled. And somehow, despite having one of the busiest schedules in Bellevaux, Arsen Vale became unexpectedly involved in every detail. Especially the dresses. ---------------------------- One afternoon, seven wedding gowns stood displayed inside a private showroom reserved exclusively for Lyra. Each dress had been designed by a different renowned designer. Most of them were Lyra's friends. Some were international names. Others were legendary figures who rarely accepted custom commissions. The room itself looked like a dream. Seven masterpieces. Seven interpretation
The Stranger Hidden in My Sketchbook Chapter 81-The Headline
The morning after the engagement, Bellevaux exploded. Every major entertainment outlet, business magazine, fashion publication, and social media platform carried the same headline. VALE GROUP HEIR OFFICIALLY ENGAGED TO STAR DESIGNER LYRA AVELINE FASHION'S GOLDEN GENIUS TO MARRY CEO ARSEN VALE POWER COUPLE OF THE YEAR CONFIRMED For once, the internet was surprisingly united. The reactions were overwhelmingly positive. Even veteran journalists who normally criticized everything seemed enchanted by the story. A self-made designer. A billionaire CEO. A romance that appeared elegant, private, and genuine. Most importantly, new information had finally surfaced. Sources confirmed that Lyra had received support from Vale Group years ago when her company was still struggling. The story transformed public opinion overnight. Suddenly people weren't discussing money or status. They were discussing loyalty. Growth. Mutual respect. A shared journey. Even the old r
The Stranger Hidden in My Sketchbook Chapter 80-The presidential suite
The engagement celebration had finally ended. For the first time all day, there were no cameras. No executives. No reporters. No endless congratulations. Only silence. And each other. The presidential suite occupied the highest floor of one of Bellevaux's most luxurious hotels. Floor-to-ceiling windows overlooked the city skyline, where thousands of lights glittered beneath the night sky. Lyra stood quietly near the glass, her makeup removed, her hair loosened from its elaborate styling. The elegant engagement gown had been replaced by a soft cream-colored silk nightdress and a warm robe. Everything felt surreal. This morning she had awakened as Lyra Aveline. Tonight she was officially Arsen Vale's fiancée. Strong arms wrapped around her waist from behind. Arsen. His chin rested lightly against her shoulder. Neither spoke immediately. They simply watched the city together. The lights. The distant traffic. The stars barely visible above the skyline. Eventually, Arse
The Stranger Hidden in My Sketchbook Chapter 79 - Exclusive invitations
The engagement celebration exceeded every expectation. For four hours, the grand ballroom remained filled with laughter, music, congratulations, and endless conversations. Crystal chandeliers reflected golden light across the elegant hall while members of the Vale family moved from guest to guest, welcoming everyone personally. The engagement of Arsen Vale had become the only topic anyone wanted to discuss. Because for years, Arsen had been considered unreachable. A man married to work. A man who attended galas alone. A man who never brought a date. A man surrounded by admirers but never connected to any of them. Yet tonight, he stood proudly beside Lyra. And everyone could see it. The difference was obvious. Arsen Vale was happy. Genuinely happy. The realization alone became one of the evening's biggest surprises. Lyra stood beside him throughout most of the event, smiling politely as designers, executives, celebrities, investors, and old acquaintances app
The Stranger Hidden in My Sketchbook Chapter 78 - Engagement
Lyra stood before the towering mirror, barely recognizing the woman reflected back at her. The cream-colored engagement gown flowed elegantly to the floor, every layer carefully crafted from silk and delicate lace. Fine golden threads shimmered throughout the embroidery, catching the light whenever she moved. The intricate patterns resembled the geometric signatures that had made her famous, though softened into something more romantic and timeless. Her long brown hair had been arranged into a graceful half-up style, adorned with tiny pearl ornaments and subtle gold accents that sparkled like stars. She looked beautiful. Too beautiful. Beautiful enough that even she felt nervous looking at herself. Behind her, Clara was already crying. Again. Lyra sighed. "Clara." Her assistant immediately wiped her eyes. "I'm not crying." "You are." "No." "You are." Clara sniffed loudly. Then cried harder. "You look so pretty." Lyra laughed helplessly. The poor woman had cried thre
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