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Chapter 153

Auteur: Crystal hart
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IMANI’S SUITE – NEXT MORNING

The suite is immaculate, sunlight filtering through cream curtains and bouncing gently off polished surfaces. The faint hum of soft classical music plays in the background—an intentional choice. A pristine bottle warmer hums beside the crib, where the baby sleeps soundly wrapped in a pale blue swaddle.

Imani stands before her vanity, a vision of curated serenity. Her silk robe drapes effortlessly over her figure, chosen not for comfort but for aesthetic effect. Her dark curls have been carefully fluffed and pinned to frame her face just right. She’s applying the final touch of nude lip gloss, studying herself in the mirror with a gaze that shifts between reflection and strategy.

Behind her, the door creaks open gently. The nanny steps in, speaking in a hushed voice so as not to wake the baby.

NANNY

The housekeeper said Mr. Regan passed through earlier… I think he’s on the other wing now.

Imani’s hand stills over her lips. Her eyes flick up, meeting her ref
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