Looking away from Noah, Genevieve sat in Dr. Daniel's office, her hands nervously fidgeting with a stray thread on her dress as she held back tears that threatened to spill over. The lump in her throat kept growing, threatening to choke her, but she was trying her best to remain calm. "Look, Noah," Genevieve began, her voice wavering slightly, "I want to make something clear. I don't want to be with you romantically. I can't forget what you've done, but for Leo's sake, I'm willing to be with you – but not really together, you know what I mean?" When she heard Noah sigh deeply, her head snapped up to watch him slump back in the chair. She felt a pang of fear run through her, realizing just who she was breaking up with. "I want to be clear about something else. This can't last forever. When Leo is a bit older and can understand why we can't be together, we will have to break up." She said as she paused, closing her eyes tightly. "I don't like it, but I'll do it for Leo." Noah fina

Locking gaze with Noah, Steve cleared his throat and then eyed Ross as he said, "Boss, since the whole Hunter situation, we have been keeping a close eye on your house directly. Yesterday, when you and ma'am left the house to take Leo to the infirmary, we noticed that we weren't the only ones tailing your car."Immediately, Noah's brows drew together, knowing that those words meant Genevieve and Leo's safety was at risk once again."We initially thought it was Hunter," Steve continued, his gaze shifting to Ross briefly before returning to Noah, "but when the car following you pulled over, and the driver got out to make a call after your mother had left the facility, we took the opportunity to confront him. Long story short, we knocked him out and brought him here for questioning.""We have been trying to contact you since yesterday to inform you about the situation, but you kept canceling our calls. It wasn't until this morning that you finally answered." Ross, his voice low and serio

For the longest, Genevieve paced in the living room, clutching her phone as if it were her lifeline, feeling glad that Leo was asleep. For what felt like an eternity, she had been anticipating this moment, and now, with trembling hands, she finally decided to make the call. She took a deep breath, her heart racing, and dialed Flynn's number. The phone rang once, twice, and then, to her immense relief, Flynn's warm voice filled her ears. "Hello?" "Mr. Molnar," Genevieve replied, her voice quivering with excitement. "It's me, Genevieve." After a silent second, Flynn's tone brightened, and there was a hint of relief in his tone. "Genevieve, it's so great to hear from you. I've been eagerly waiting for your call." "I'm so sorry it took me this long to call," Genevieve admitted. "I have just been so overwhelmed with a lot." "I understand, Genevieve. But you have no idea how excited I am to talk to you. There's so much to discuss. I want you to come to Instylish as soon as possible so

The silence in the hall was the loudest as the two women gazed at each other. Finally, Glenn took a step forward, her fists clenched by her sides, and Mr. Lincoln followed her, his thought, 'So this is the woman boss wants for the female lead. She has the look and demeanor, but can she act?'Just then, his phone buzzed, and he absentmindly pulled it out, but the moment he saw "Boss Dean," he cleared his throat nervously, and then walked over to the side to answer the call.The moment he accepted it, a whisper left his lips, "Boss,""I got a report that my woman is there. Is she?" Noah's voice rang out over the phone, his words punctuated with pauses.Feeling increasingly nervous with each passing moment, Mr. Lincoln slowly glanced back to watch Genevieve and then at Glenn, thinking, 'Your... yo-ur woman? Which one of them is-""She with my son and Flynn." Noah interrupted him, his voice sounding agitated. "Is she there?"Locking eyes on Genevieve, his lids sretched opened, and he le

The chopper touched down with a gentle thud, the rotor blades slowing to a halt as he emerged, the afternoon sun glinting off his aviators as Noah stepped out.Waiting at the airfield was Flynn, his old friend, who rushed forward the moment Noah's boots hit the tarmac."Hey, you!" Flynn exclaimed, wrapping Noah in a bear hug. "It's about time you showed up. You've been ghosting everyone for three months. It's great to have you back, man."Noah chuckled, returning the embrace. "What's this for?""For disappearing on us for three months, you goof," Flynn replied with a grin, patting Noah on the back. "Come on, let's get you to the hotel. Your son and wife are waiting."As they headed towards the waiting car, bodyguards trailing discreetly behind, Flynn turned to Noah with a curious expression. "So, why the sudden change of heart? Last I heard, Genevieve still doesn't know you're Dean. Don't you think you playing double identity would ruin things again?"Noah sighed, running a hand throu