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Elara rubbed her eyes and dropped a tall stack of blue folders onto the desk. The clock on the wall read just past two in the morning, but neither of us could sleep. We had spent the last three hours sifting through bank statements, tax IDs, and offshore account numbers, trying to make sense of Isabella Thorne’s financial trail."Take a look at this one," Elara said, sliding a printed sheet across the table toward me. "It’s a wire record from seven years ago."I pulled the page closer and squinted at the small numbers printed along the margins. "Seven years? That doesn't make sense. I didn't even meet Adrian until five years ago.""I know," Elara replied, leaning against the chair with a mug of warm tea between her hands. "That’s what caught my attention. Look at the company name listed under the employer column."My finger moved down the line until I saw the tiny letters clearly printed in black ink: Vanguard Financial Management.I stared at the name for a long moment, trying to con
Too Late for Regret, Mr. Vale Chapter 54
Grief was a luxury I couldn't afford.I sat at my desk on Thursday morning, staring at the gray skyline outside my window. My eyes burned from lack of sleep, and my phone still sat silent on the desk after two dozen unanswered calls to Lucien's private line. The hurt in my chest felt like a raw, physical wound, but sitting here crying about my own stupid mistakes wasn't going to save my family's company or fix the ruin I had made of my life.I picked up the desk phone and dialed Elara's extension. "Get Victor up to my office right now," I said before she could even greet me. "Use the private elevator. Don't let the board members or the reporters in the lobby see him come up."Ten minutes later, the double doors clicked open. Elara came in first, carrying a thick binder and a black laptop, her expression tight with anxiety. Victor followed right behind her, dressed in his usual dark suit. He looked exhausted, his jaw set into a rigid line, his dark eyes guarded as he stood near the ed
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Wednesday morning brought a cold, sharp wind that rattled the high glass windows of my office. By eight o'clock, the storm from the night before had cleared, but the morning news was already delivering a much bigger disaster.I sat at my desk with a untouched cup of tea, staring at the television mounted on the office wall."In breaking corporate news this morning," the anchor announced, pointing to a flashing red graph on the screen, "Blackwell Shipping has officially issued a notice to suspend all joint operations regarding the harbor's terminal gate expansion project. Shares for both Jehanna Holdings and Blackwell Shipping dropped by seven percent within minutes of the market opening."The door to my office burst open without a knock. Elara walked in, her face completely pale, carrying three ringing mobile phones in her arms."It's absolute chaos downstairs," Elara said, her voice shaking as she tried to quiet one of the phones against her side. "The main board members are crowdin
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The rain fell in blinding sheets against the windshield as my car sped through the dark coastal roads toward the secondary docks. Beside me on the passenger seat lay the metal flash drive, cold and heavy against the dark cloth of my bag. My hands gripped the steering wheel so tightly that my knuckles turned white, my heart hammering against my ribs with every flash of lightning that lit up the night sky.I didn't call Elara, and I didn't stop at my own house to check the files on a secure computer. The doubts that had been growing inside me for days had finally boiled over into a sharp, burning pain that I couldn't carry for another hour.My driver pulled up to the tall iron gates of Lucien’s private residence near the water. The security guards recognized my car immediately and opened the gates without delay. I jumped out before my driver could even step around with an umbrella, running up the stone steps into the dark front porch.I pushed the front door open, stepping into the quie
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The private dining room at the back of the old harbor restaurant was dimly lit, warm, and far away from the noisy main hall. Soft rain tapped against the narrow window panes overlooking the dark bay. Outside in the hallway, two of Victor’s security guards kept watch, but inside the room, it was just the two of us.Adrian was already sitting at the small round table near the wall. When the waiter opened the door for me, Adrian stood up immediately. He wore the same plain black sweater from the morning meeting, his dark hair neatly combed, his eyes lighting up with a soft, gentle warmth the moment he saw me. On the white tablecloth sat a modest glass vase filled with fresh yellow lilies—the exact flowers he used to buy me when we first began dating six years ago."You came," Adrian said softly, pulling out the chair opposite his own. "Thank you, Ahtisa. I half expected you to change your mind at the last minute.""I am a woman of my word, Adrian," I said, stepping into the room and tak
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The large conference room on the tenth floor smelled faintly of fresh coffee and old paper. The long glass table in the center was covered with folders, court notices, and formal affidavits from the probate judge. Outside the high windows, rain streaked down the glass, blurring the distant gray ships moving through the bay.I sat at the head of the table, flanked by Elara and my lead corporate attorney, Mr. Vance. Across from us sat Isabella Thorne's private legal team, two middle-aged men in dark grey suits who looked bored and thoroughly unimpressed.The heavy glass door clicked open, and Adrian walked into the room.He didn't wear the expensive tailor-made suits he used to boast about during our marriage. Today, he wore a simple black sweater, plain dark trousers, and a pale coat that looked slightly worn at the cuffs. His dark hair was combed back neatly, though his face remained thin, pale, and tired. He walked with his head slightly lowered, carrying a plain manila folder under
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Ahtisa’s Pov"Get out.”Adrian blinked, clearly not expecting it. "What did you just say to me?”I pushed his files in his hands."I said get out,” I repeated, calmly. "This is my case. I will handle it.”I turned to leave but then his voice rose. "Ahtisa, don't be difficult”I stopped. "And don't
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Ahtisa’s PovMy eyes snapped open. Air rushed into my lungs like my head had been inside water for a long time.My chest rose sharply as if my body had forgotten how to breathe.My fingers curled against the cold surface, nails pressing into the wood.Wait, I was sitting. I wasn't lying on the floo
Too Late for Regret, Mr. Vale Chapter 2
Ahtisa’s PovAdrian's hands were buried in another woman's hair. The woman's back arched into him with an ease that says she had been there before.For a moment, I forgot how to breathe.“Adrian…”Adrian turned and his expression hardened the moment he saw me."... Ahtisa?” He said, moving away fro
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Ahtisa’s Pov“Look at this mess! Still can't clean a table properly?" Elena, my mother in law, voice echoed. “Then what are you good for?"I quickly bent down and started picking up the broken plates with my bare hands.My throat tightened. “I'm sorry, mother"The word came out of my mouth before I
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