Semua Bab Through The Gate Of Love: Bab 41 - Bab 50

Alaric’s voice echoed through the office as he kicked open the door with his foot. “What do you think you’re doing, old man?” He growled, pushing into Dawson’s office. His anger was palpable, and his voice rose with each step. Dawson looked up from his laptop, his expression calm and collected. He paused for a moment, his gaze lingering on Alaric’s face before returning to his work. His fingers continued to dance across the keyboard, a contrast to Alaric’s agitation. Alaric wheeled forward, his movements abrupt, and stopped just short of the chairman’s desk. “What are you doing?” Dawson ignored him, his focus fixed on the laptop screen as if Alaric weren’t there. Alaric moved closer, his eyes blazing with intensity. “You don’t hear me, or you’re pretending not to?” Dawson’s fingers paused, and he stared downward for a moment before snickering softly. He raised his gaze, his eyes locking onto Alaric’s face. “I heard you. But why’d I bother responding when I have no business with y

“Don’t give her the money!” Rowan’s voice echoed as she rushed out of Amabel’s room. Her authoritative tone brooked no argument, making Amabel’s hand hover, frozen in mid-air, hesitated, unsure whether to hand the envelope to Anna.Anna’s eyes widened as she stared at Rowan, her words tumbling out in a rush. “What are you talking about?” She demanded, her voice rising. “What do you mean, she shouldn’t give me the money? Why? Why shouldn’t she give me the money? Who are you to dictate?”She reached out, her arm stretching toward Amabel, but Rowan swiftly snatched the envelope. “What are you doing?!” Her voice escalated, her face twisted in frustration.Rowan raised an eyebrow, her arms crossing over her chest as she leaned slightly to one side. A discreet smile played on her lips as she gazed fiercely at Anna. “Taking the money because you don’t deserve it.”Anna’s face contorted in indignation. “What do you mean, I don’t deserve it?” She scoffed, mirroring Rowan’s posture. “I deserve

Anna tightened her arms around Cressida, her head nestling into the warmth of her shoulder as she sniffled, trying to stop the flow of tears. “Thank you.”A soft smile spread across Cressida’s face as she tenderly rubbed Anna’s head with one hand and gently patted her back with the other. “It’s fine.” She murmured, her voice a gentle whisper, allowing Anna to shift and move however she needed to without constraint.As Anna’s head found its comfortable spot, she let out a deep breath and closed her eyes, her body slowly relaxing. Minutes ticked by, and she drifted off to sleep. But the sweet calm was shattered by the smell of burning stew. “Hun?!” They exclaimed in unison, eyes wide with alarm.Anna’s head shot up, and she rushed to check the stew, while Cressida, still disoriented, forgot to grab a napkin and opened the lid with her bare hand. “Oh!” A painful moan escaped Cressida’s lips as she managed to control her reflexes, preventing the lid from clattering to the floor and care

Anna nodded, her face still cast downward in embarrassment, and she turned slightly toward Cressida, her voice barely above a whisper. “Thank you, ma. I’ll be forever grateful for your generosity.” Her voice cracked as tears welled up in her eyes again.A warm smile spread across Cressida’s lips as she enveloped Anna in a gentle hug. “You owe me nothing,” she said softly. “But if you insist, then focus on your studies. I want to see you graduate with flying colors.”Anna sniffled and nodded reassuringly. “I promise,” she vowed, her voice filled with determination. “I won’t let you down. I’ll graduate as the overall best student.”Alaric cleared his throat, drawing their attention. “I deserve a hug as well.” He said, and Cressida’s face furrowed, unclear. He smirked, adding, “you’re showing her kindness. Shouldn’t you be gracious enough to appreciate me, too?” Cressida chuckled softly and brushed off his comment. “Let’s pack this meal for dinner. It’s getting late.” She instructed, fa

The sleek car pulled up in front of the company, its model sending shockwaves of excitement through the crowd.“Wow!”The collective gasp was followed by hands covering mouths, eyes glued to the vehicle as if mesmerized. As gazes drifted to the license plate, speculation ran rampant.‘Could it be her? Why’d she arrive on such an enigmatic ride when Felix and the Chairman opted for more understated models?’“You can get out now, ma.” Easton said, his voice a gentle prompt. The plan had been to turn heads, and with attention firmly fixed on her, Floria stepped forward, her timing perfectly choreographed.With a slight bow, she opened the door, greeting, “welcome, ma.”Cressida grabbed her bag, took a soft breath, and stepped out, her heel touching the ground precisely. For a moment, she paused, then descended, her movements fluid.Floria stepped aside, allowing Cressida to lead the way before closing the door and falling into step behind her, bag in hand, her gaze cast downward.As Cres