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Chapter 31: Messy Marriage

FRANCO POV How could Celine possibly forgive me after all the pain I caused her?My mind raced back to the time we’re still married. I never treated her as my wife but as a maid. The greed, the ambition of mine, the desire for power seeped into our lives, turning our love into a battleground. Athena, with her cunning charm and manipulative tactics, had woven herself into our lives, like a venomous spider spinning her web of deceit. I thought marrying a mayors’ daughter would make my life better. Full of wealth when I became part of Athena’s family.But I was wrong. I’m stupid.I was blinded by Athena's beauty, her promises of a luxurious life that Celine, with her simple dreams and genuine spirit, could never provide. I was so focused on achieving my own goals, on climbing the ladder of success, that I overlooked the woman who truly loved me. I hurt her, betrayed her, and ultimately, lost her.I invited Harvey to drink at the bar. I was lost and very frustrated at those moments. As

Chapter 32: It's him

CELINE POV“What does he look like, Martha?” I asked, my voice trembling slightly.“He's a tall and handsome man, Madam Celine,” Martha replied.Her description sent a chill down my spine. I don’t know but I had a bad feeling about this.“Tell him we're not receiving visitors,” I ordered. “If he insists, tell him to leave.”“But Madam, I think he is just worried about Connor. The last time we talked is that when I’m asking him for a help. Can I talk to him, Madam?” I asked.“Martha, how many times I told you that it’s forbid to talk to strangers like him!” I said, emphatically.“Madam...” Martha insisted.“Do you want to keep your job?” I asked her as my brows raised.Martha nodded and turned to go. As she did, I couldn't help but glance through the window. My heart nearly stopped when I saw the face of the man standing at the gates. It was Connor's father!“Franco?!”I uttered, my eyes widening in disbelief.Martha, who was already halfway to the door, turned back, her brows furrowed

Chapter 33: Protective

I walked out from Connor's room and asked Martha if Franco is still in the outside of the gate.“Martha, is Franco still out there?” I asked, my voice strained. Martha straightened the already spotless tablecloth, her weathered face a picture of composure.“He's gone, madam. Left about minutes ago.”A wave of relief washed over me. The tension that had been tightening in my chest finally loosened.“Good.Thank you, Martha.” My voice was a whisper, a sigh of exhaustion escaping my lips.“Anything else, madam?” she asked, her eyes, wise and kind, holding my gaze.“Just… be vigilant, Martha. Don't let him near Connor. Don't let him talk to him. Don't let him even see him. Understand?”She nodded,“Yes, madam.”I knew she wouldn't betray me, wouldn't allow Franco near Connor. But she knew too. She knew the truth, the ugly, messy truth that I was desperate to keep buried.“Anyway, Martha, I will be the one who will drop Connor to the school. I didn't want to leave anything to chance, especi

Chapter 34: Victory Party

FRANCO'S POVMy heart sank. I had hoped that Connor's mother would let me in that seeing me would spark a flicker of recognition in his eyes. But the guard's words, his blatant dismissal, were like a cold slap in the face. This wasn't the welcoming embrace I had imagined.“Madam,” he called into the intercom, his voice booming, “There's a man here asking for Connor. He says his name is Franco.”I shifted my weight, anxious and unsure of what to do. I hadn't expected this kind of resistance. Was I wrong to come here? Had I misjudged the situation?A silence stretched out, punctuated only by the rustling of leaves in the wind. Then, the voice of a woman and I know it was Martha who was talking over the line.“This is Martha. Tell him he can't come in. We are not accepting any visitors.”My stomach clenched. I tried to speak, to plead with the guard, to explain that I meant no harm, which I just wanted to see Connor. But the words stuck in my throat.“Martha,” the guard repeated, “he say

Chapter 35: It's Time

CELINE POVAs I sat at my office desk, lost in a labyrinth of thoughts, the weight of my worries bore heavily upon me. My mind was a tempest of unease, the raging storm centered on Connor. The day had been a relentless barrage of anxiety, with each hour casting a longer shadow of doubt upon my heart.“Celine!” The voice of Irene shattered the oppressive silence, and with it, a ray of warmth pierced through the gloom. She burst through the door, her eyes sparkling with a mixture of excitement and mischief.“You can't forget the party on Monday night,” she exclaimed, her tone a playful reminder.“P..Party?” I stammered. “Yes! The victory party!”Irene exclaimed.I almost forgot about my victory party for CLN Beauty, swallowed by the constant churn of my thoughts. Connor, and Franco were ever-present in my mind, a dark cloud hanging over my success. The thought of Franco, with the fact that if one day he will know the truth about Connor, he will make a trouble in my life again not just

Chapter 36: Prepared

“Franco Jackson.” My breath caught in my throat. “What's wrong?”Irene's voice, usually so bubbly, was laced with concern. “He's... he's coming,” I whispered, my throat constricting. Irene followed my gaze. “Oh, Celine. Don't let him ruin this for you.” Franco. The name resonated with a painful ache in my chest. “I can't let him in,” I said, my voice shaking. “Not on the party. He'll ruin everything before. My life, my heart.” Irene's hand clasped mine, her grip firm and reassuring.“He won't, Celine. He's not going to ruin anything. You're not that vulnerable girl anymore. You're the CEO of CLN, a woman who built an empire from scratch. Look at him, look at what he's become. He's just a washed-up nobody, clinging to the last vestiges of his privileged past. Don't let him dim your shine.” Her words, though simple, ignited a spark within me. The spark of defiance, of strength. I wouldn't let him ruin that night, that victory. I'd face him head-on, not as the heartbroken girl I

Chapter 37: Mr.Jackson

Days passed by, and Monday night has finally arrived – the night of triumph for CLN, the company I poured my heart and soul into building. As I sat in the plush chair of my dressing room, an expensive makeup artist meticulously applied layers of flawless makeup to my face. The soft glow of the vanity lights illuminated my reflection, highlighting the anticipation and excitement etched across my features.“Mommy, can I come with you tonight?”The sweet voice of Connor jolted me out of my reverie. He stood at the doorway, his brown eyes sparkling with a mixture of curiosity and longing.“Oh, darling, I already told you about it. I'm so sorry, but the party tonight is for grown-ups only,” I replied, gently smoothing his hair. “It's not a place for little boys like you.”Connor's face fell, and his eyes clouded with disappointment. “But Mom, I just want you to know that I will behave. I want to be with you like before,”“I know, sweetheart, but it's really forbidden for kids at these eve

Chapter 38: Puppet

FRANCO'S POVA surge of emotions washed over me. Now, out of the blue, I had the opportunity to find her again.“I got it,” Harvey continued. I hesitated for a moment, torn between the desire to know her address and the plan to talk to her about investing in her company on Monday night.“Why do you have her address?” I asked.“Well, I'll be honest with you, Franco,” Harvey said.“I talked to her over the phone and asked her about my plan to invest in her start up clothing line. her another business. But I was amazed of her character. She is tough and not easy to get, man.”he said.“But I want to let you know that I will pursue her. I will do everything to get her. I really like your ex wife, Man” He admitted.My heart skipped a beat. I had always known that Harvey had a soft spot for Celine, but I had never imagined that he would pursue her. A wave of jealousy washed over me, mingled with a twinge of regret.“Seriously?” I asked him.“Yes. I have a plan to ask her out after the party

Chapter 39: Meet again

I leave him in the living room, the air thick with the scent of his cologne and the weight of his disapproval. I don’t want to argue with him anymore. The futility of it all weighs heavy on my chest. I walk upstairs to the room, the dull thud of my footsteps echoing in the quiet mansion. I find Athena sitting on the bed, her face pale and drawn.“What are you carrying?” she asks, her voice laced with a mixture of suspicion and anger.“A suit,” I reply, holding up the garment bag. “I’m going to the party.”“What party? “She asked.“CLN victory party. It’s Celine’s company,” I replied.Her eyes narrow. “Celine’s party?”I nod, my throat dry. “Yes, it’s for her company’s success. I need to be there, Athena. It’s important for business.”The words hang in the air between us, heavy and charged. Athena rises from the bed, her face twisted in a mask of fury. “You’re going to her victory party? What the hell are you thinking, Franco? Do you want to be with her again?!”“Athena, please,” I ple

Chapter 40: Proposal

CELINE POVAs I turned around, I nearly gasped. There, standing before me in a tailored suit that accentuated his broad shoulders and long legs, was Franco. My treacherous ex-husband, the man who had betrayed me in the most unimaginable way, was now the picture of success and confidence.A wave of pain and anger swept through me, but I refused to let it show. I'd spent years building an impenetrable wall around my heart, and I wasn't about to let him break it now. I straightened my spine and introduced myself as the CEO of CLN, as if I barely knew him.“Pleasure to meet you, Ms. Winston,” Franco said, his voice smooth and devoid of any hint of recognition. His piercing gaze met mine, but I held his stare defiantly.“Likewise, Mr. Jackson,” I replied, my voice cold and distant.For a moment, an awkward silence hung between us. The air seemed to crackle with tension as we both tried to gauge the other's intentions.“So, Celine,” Franco began, breaking the ice, “how have you been since..

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