CHAPTER THIRTY _ ONENora sat still in her seat, trying to figure out what to do. She picked up her phone and texted Chris even though he was seated right in front of her. She wouldn't risk drawing Allison's attention to herself. What if she said something and Allison caught them?She was more concerned about Chris. She wouldn't want Allison to see them together even. She wouldn't mind if she was seen alone. Her eyes caught Chris's disguise cap on his table. Chris's phone vibrated, and he picked it up almost immediately. He saw the text from Nora and raised his head to look at her. She smiled at him, and he opened the text, wondering why Nora texted him when they were together. He read the text, and his eyes widened when he read that Allison was behind them. He quickly picked his face cap from the table and gave Nora an assuring smile that they wouldn't get caught. Chris puts on the cap, pulling it low over his eyes so that he's not easily recognizable. He switched to the next tabl

CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE~NORA~ The young man was quite the joker. He kept cracking jokes and teasing me in a friendly way, and I found myself laughing along with him. At one point, he even winked at me, and I had to fight the urge to blush. But despite his playfulness, I could tell that there was something more to him.As we chatted, my kids were watching us. I saw their curious expressions, but they stayed silent. I wondered what they were thinking about this new person who looked really like Aiden. At some point, I began to wonder if it was Aiden who was playing games with our minds. But, the maids acted as though they knew him from the unset. Yet, it was still possible that he had bribed them even before she came back from the coffee shop. Was this some kind of payment or revenge for leaving?"So, I hear you're an excellent cook. I've heard that your soufflé is to die for," He teased me and watched as I burst into laughter, my eyes crinkling at the corners. "You're such a goofball.

CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE~ NORA ` As I stormed out of the corridor, I was still fuming from our argument. I needed some time to cool off, and I headed to the living room to get some space. But as I opened the door, I was greeted by an unexpected sight - my kids were playing with Ethan! They were laughing and having a great time, and I couldn't help but feel conflicted. Their laughter brought Joy to a part of me. But, a part of me remained angry about what Aiden had said. It meant so much disrespect to me, and I wouldn't let it slide, just like that. I wanted to just return to my room and have some rest, but their conversations wouldn't let me. I was tempted to eavesdrop on them for reasons I do not know. "Mr. Ethan, what's your favorite color?" Archie asked, his big eyes staring up at Ethan with adoration. "Blue," Ethan replied with a smile. "Blue is a great color," Archie said thoughtfully. "It's the color of the sky, and the ocean, and my favorite toy, a blue ball." "Wow, you're qu

CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN NORAI sat at my desk, staring intently at the financial records in front of me. I couldn't shake the feeling that something was amiss. There were too many inconsistencies, too many numbers that didn't add up. I felt a pit of anxiety in my stomach, and I knew I had to get to the bottom of this. I furrowed my brow as I examined the records again and again. It was becoming clear that something was amiss. At regular intervals, large sums of money were disappearing, unaccounted for. They should have been recorded in the financial records and bank statements, but there was no trace of them. I felt a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. Something fishy was going on, and I needed to find out what it was. But how? Allison had bitten more than she could chew. She was aware of the huge sums that had disappeared from here. I was certain that she had a hand in whatever it was that was stealing money from the company. And, I was ready to get to the root of the matter n

CHAPTER'S THIRTY _ NINE~NORA~I lay in my bed, as I rolled around restlessly. It was morning, but I couldn't stand up from my bed. I wasn't sure what the time was, but I knew it was morning because my 5 a.m. alarm rang a very long time ago. I had to switch it off and return to bed. Maybe I was feeling down because of the very terrible dream I had. Maybe not. I tried to wrap my head around the reason for my unusual uneasiness. I couldn't even remember the dream that got me up panting, and almost screaming my throat out. Thank goodness, I controlled the urge. I couldn't help but feel that something was wrong.A knock on the door interrupted my thoughts. "Yes?" I asked, forcing my words pit of my mouth. Yeah, I was that tired. It was difficult for me to speak as well."Ma'am, breakfast is ready," I heard the cook announce. "What?" I shouted as I jumped out of bed. I went straight to my window and opened the curtains. The day was so bright outside, but I didn't notice because the li