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Too Good At Goodbye’s: The Architect’s Hidden heir LUCENT
ZARA’S POV Thursday arrived sooner than I would have liked. I stood before the floor-to-ceiling windows of my office, watching Singapore move beneath me. The morning sun reflected off the glass towers surrounding Marina Bay, while the water shimmered in the distance. My desk held the documents for the Northbridge Systems acquisition, neatly arranged beside my tablet. It was a promising investment, but Sinclair Global was among the international groups interested in securing a stake. Mark Sinclair was coming to my office. The thought alone was enough to sour my morning. I had spent years building Lucent Capital into something I was proud of. The last thing I wanted was to share a boardroom with the man who had once considered me disposable. But business was business, and I had no intention of letting personal history interfere with my company’s due diligence. That didn’t mean I had to make things easy for him. A soft knock interrupted my thoughts. “Your guests have arr
Too Good At Goodbye’s: The Architect’s Hidden heir RESURFACE
ZARA’S POV I woke before my alarm. For a moment, I lay still, listening to the quiet hum of the air conditioning. Then I slipped out of bed and walked down the hallway to Luca’s room. He was sprawled across the bed, his blanket kicked aside and one arm thrown over his head. I sat beside him and gently brushed the hair from his forehead. Five years. Five years since I had chosen him. The worst person in my life had given me the best thing that had ever happened to me. And somehow, that thought no longer hurt. I kissed his temple before leaving him to sleep. By the time I arrived at Lucent Capital, I was dressed in a charcoal tailored suit, my hair neatly pulled back and my phone already buzzing with reminders. Sixteen unread emails. Three flagged urgent. Two missed calls from Evelyn. Apparently, the world hadn’t stopped because I had taken a little time off. The moment I stepped into the twenty-second-floor office, Evelyn looked up from her tablet. “Well, look wh
Too Good At Goodbye’s: The Architect’s Hidden heir TIME FLIES
ZARA’S POV “Luca?” Silence. I dropped my handbag on the console and glanced around the living room. “Luca, where are you?” “Lord gracious!” Maria’s voice came from the kitchen. “Where has this child disappeared to now?” A sudden pop echoed through the house. “What was that?” Maria exclaimed. “It worked!” I hurried into the kitchen just as Luca crawled out from beneath the counter, clutching a small plastic container. Flour dusted his knees, and a suspicious white powder covered part of the floor. Maria pressed a hand against her chest, looking thoroughly exhausted. “One day, this boy will give me a heart attack. What exactly have you been doing?” Luca stood up, brushed his knees and regarded her with an innocent expression. “It was an experiment,” he explained proudly. “Baking soda and vinegar produce carbon dioxide. I wanted to see how much gas they would make.” Maria stared at him, then at the mess. “And you decided my kitchen was the perfect laboratory?” “I
Too Good At Goodbye’s: The Architect’s Hidden heir A NEW STORY
ZARA’S POV The city lights blurred past the cab window as I stared straight ahead. My child. Not his. Mine. I repeated the word silently, allowing it to settle somewhere deeper than the fear and confusion that had consumed me over the past few days. Mine. By the time the cab pulled up outside the hotel, my hands were steady. I paid the driver, stepped out and made my way upstairs. The room looked exactly as I had left it. The unmade bed, the half-empty glass of water on the bedside table, the documents scattered across the desk. It was strange how ordinary everything appeared when so much had changed inside me. I walked straight to the desk and picked up the small white bag. For a moment, I stared at it. “You don’t get to decide anything for me,” I whispered. Then I crossed the room and dropped it into the wastebasket. The pills landed at the bottom with a dull thud. I stood there, waiting for regret to come rushing back. It didn’t. Instead, I released a bre
Too Good At Goodbye’s: The Architect’s Hidden heir MY FUTURE
ZARA’S POV I sat on the edge of the bed, staring at the pills resting in my palm. Two small tablets. Nothing remarkable about them. They looked harmless enough, yet I knew exactly what they were meant to do. End the pregnancy. Put an end to a situation I had never wanted to find myself in. It should have been simple. I had made the appointment, spoken to the doctor and signed the necessary forms. All that remained was to follow the instructions. So why couldn’t I bring myself to do it? “This is not happening,” I muttered, closing my fingers around the tablets. “This is not my life.” My phone buzzed on the bedside table. A market alert flashed across the screen. Sinclair Group’s stock had suffered another significant decline overnight, and analysts were predicting further losses. Beneath the report was another headline announcing Mark and Camille’s wedding date. In a few days, they would be legally married. I stared at the announcement, then let out a short, humourle
Too Good At Goodbye’s: The Architect’s Hidden heir WHY NOW?
ZARA’S POV The hospital room smelled of antiseptic and something faintly sweet that made my stomach turn. I stared at the ceiling tiles, listening to the steady hum of the monitor beside my bed. Its calm, rhythmic beeping seemed almost insulting. Everything around me was so ordinary, so painfully undisturbed, while my entire world had just tilted on its axis. Pregnant. The word kept circling my mind, refusing to settle into anything that made sense. I pressed my lips together and released a sharp breath. “No.” My fingers curled into the bedsheet. Of all the things I had prepared myself to endure, this had never crossed my mind. I had survived betrayal, humiliation, the collapse of everything I once believed in. I had watched my carefully constructed plans turn into weapons against the people who had hurt me. But this? A child. With him. “With a damned bastard who’s getting married to someone else,” I muttered. The nurse, who had been checking my chart near the
Too Good At Goodbye’s: The Architect’s Hidden heir Public Silence
ZARA’S POVThe invitation arrived on embossed ivory card stock, thick enough to feel expensive between my fingers.The Helios Initiative.European Green Energy Summit.Stockholm.Mark had always loved an audience.I stared at the card longer than necessary, my stomach tightening with a familiar une
Too Good At Goodbye’s: The Architect’s Hidden heir Strong Ones Cry
ZARA’S POVMorning came quickly .I woke to the dull churn in my stomach and the weight of the city pressing through the hotel windows. The Lenox room smelled faintly of detergent , neutral and impersonal, like it had been designed to forget the people who passed through it. I lay still for a momen
Too Good At Goodbye’s: The Architect’s Hidden heir The Ghost Of A Name
ZARA’S POV Success was the best revenge, they said. But for a Vance, success wasn’t revenge it was survival. And for my father, it was permission to be cruel. Arthur Vance wasn’t merely wealthy. Wealth was pedestrian. Arthur Vance was capital. He was the man whose approval could resurrect dying
Too Good At Goodbye’s: The Architect’s Hidden heir Architect Of Ruin
ZARA’S POV "I’m offering you an opportunity, Mr. Vane. One you’d be wise to take.” I didn’t wait for an invitation to sit. I didn’t wait for his assistant to finish introducing me. I simply walked into the center of the obsidian-clad office and looked Asher Vane in the eye. Asher didn’t move. He
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