Luc's POV "Make sure that all the board members are intimated of the changes. I need a detailed plan about the new research wing on my table by evening." Mitchel is taking notes of my instructions. Lia and James are also with me. "Mr. Alastair, Mr. David wants to book a meeting to finalize the draft on contract with Aviation International." Lia's hand stops momentarily on her keypad, but she never looks up. I know she is listening keenly. I admire her stubbornness. "Very well, Mitchel. Ask David to prepare the final draft. But I have to check on that before the discussion." Mitchel utters her understanding and leaves the room after. I turn to look as James is trying to control his laugh

Lia's POV Days fly fast, and it is Saturday morning now. The Ball is in the evening, and Kate insisted I accompany her to a salon. I am not a spa person. I don't understand how people feel refreshed after spending a day in the spa. I feel dead tired and will sleep hours together hence why Kate and I are sitting on this pedicure chair after a good facial. Kate was explaining what and why about the Ball. I was surprised to hear that Kate was a foster child. She and Ricardo met in high school. Even though their start was rough, the spark was there soon, and their love is growing deep till now. Based on what Kate said, the story is entirely worth being a plot for a good romantic movie. Even though Kate was blessed with suitable foster parents, who gave her a roof over the head and three m

Lia’s POV “Thea told that you want to see me.” I look up hearing Luc. Seeing my confusion Luc asks me again. “You wanted to see me? Thea sent me here.” Why? That little... “No... Yes... Maybe...” I stop blabbering when Luc raises his eyebrow. I sit down with a sigh, not looking at him. After admiring my beautiful nails for a long time, I look up as there is no movement from him. He is standing with his hands in pant pockets and looking aimlessly. “You want to talk?” I whisper the question, half hoping that he will not hear. But no, my prayers are not listened. He looks at me back. “Do you

Lia's POV It has been three weeks since Luc has gone for the movie shoot. He didn't come home last weekend as planned. Because of the movie's unexpected turn, they are shooting nonstop for another two weeks. James and I are directly handling the negotiations with Japan. After David, no one new is appointed for the position of Eurasian COO. David's associate is looking after that under the direct supervision of James and me. I don't want to decide on appointing a new person without discussing it with Luc. Even though we are constantly updating Luc on the significant ongoing activities, I am still not getting used to his absence. Whenever I hear the door knocked in my office, I expect to see his face. Every morning when I enter the kitchen for breakfast, I hope to see him sitting in the island chairs, eating breakfast scrolling on the

Luc's POV What? No. Does Lia believe Diaz? A sense of dread spread inside me. "No. Lia, look at me." I search for anger in her eyes, but all I find is a disappointment. I am confused. "What is it, Lia? I did not have any relationship with her. Believe me." Thud. Thud. She starts hitting me with closed fists. "Why didn't you called me? Did I not come into your mind to reach out? I thought... I thought.." She sobs as words have failed her. I freeze for a moment on her questions. Relief floods through me when I realize that Lia believes me. I hug her tightly. "Lia, please, I never thought of