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After Davina stood up and left for the bedroom, Alexander was left all alone in the mini dining area. He ate in silence; after he was done, he stood up and made his way to the sofa after calling room service to clear the plates used.It didn't take long for them to arrive and take care of the plates. Alexander let out a sigh as he watched the door close gently with a blank expression on his face. He couldn't help but wonder why the strange lady he met a few hours ago felt familiar, like she was someone he was supposed to know, even though this is literally their first time ever meeting. It was like there was a connection between both of them. One of the reasons that prompted him to indulge Davina in a conversation was the vibe she was emanating. Even though she tried to hide it so much, he could still tell.It wasn't that she did a bad job at hiding it; it was just that he was pretty good at reading people; it was something he really needed in his line of business. Alex reached

Davina“Which family are you from again?” Alexander asked while assisting me with setting up my stuff. I had decided to lodge in the hotel temporarily while still looking for a house to rent or buy in the city. I had plans to meet up with who was supposed to help me with that later today and let her know the kind of houses I prefer. “The Stewarts,” I answered with a sigh. I really do not have any intention of answering the questions he was asking, but it was not like I had any other choice. Since I wanted to be done with setting it up as quickly as possible, I needed Alexander’s help, and he said the only way he would help me with that is if I answer at least seventy of the questions he has to satisfy his curiosity.“I can swear that I’ve never heard of them before,” Alexander replied with a blank expression. “That is quite surprising; they are quite an influential family also,” I replied and stretched my hand forward, pointing at a particular thing. “Can you help me pass that?”

Davina I couldn’t help but think about how differently my life would have played out if I hadn’t gotten lost that fateful day. I wouldn’t have had to meet with the Stewarts family, wouldn’t have had to endure the hell I went through at the hands of the person who I had called mother throughout my childhood. I wouldn’t have had to endure getting bossed around by someone who I had seen as my younger sister. The pains I had to go through the past few years were crazy. I wouldn’t have met with the Campbell family, not to talk of falling in love with their first son; I would have been so out of reach for him. Someone Sebastian can only admire from a distance but doesn’t have any chance of bonding with at all. I could have had a better life where I would be treated like I should be, like the daughter of a wealthy family that I am. I could have had to bond with actual friends and fallen in love with a wonderful gentleman, not the shitty hell I had been put through and had to endure for

Davina. Ga-dump That right there was the sound of my heart as I took my first step into the gigantic building owned by the family occupying the top spot in the business world and have been unrivaled for years. Alexander slipped both of his hands and took steady, easy steps filled with confidence, compared to my steps that might look elegant from the outside, but on a closer look, someone who pays attention to details would notice that it's all an act. “This is my parents that I am on my way to see; they are the least people I should be nervous around,”Those are the exact words I keep telling myself to feel more at home as I pass through the people occupying the lobby. Different heads bowed in greeting as we walked past. I am pretty sure that the greetings weren't directed to me but to the person walking confidently beside me. He was used to being bowed to by people of the high caliber that occupied the lobby. “I thought your legs would be shaky when you stepped into the lobby,

DavinaImmediately we made our way into the hospital; we were treated as extremely important people. I would have said it was quite similar to what I enjoyed as the adopted daughter of the Stewarts family and the wife of the Campbells eldest son. But I can’t. The way I watched the doctors and even everyone here treat Mr. Charez and Alexander, along with me—obviously for following them—it was like we were demigods. They wasted no time in taking what they needed from both me and… my dad. Immediately after they were done, the doctor placed in charge took us to his office after we were done in the lab. “You can have your seat, sir,” the man said, gesturing to one of the couches in his huge office with a bright, wide smile plastered on his face. “Thank you, Sam,” my dad said and had his seat. “As much as I would love to give you the result immediately, I am sorry to inform you that it would take quite a while,” the man said with a slightly apologetic tone. “You don’t have to apolog