All Chapters of Reclaiming Her Love: Chapter 91 - Chapter 100

KaraThe restaurant was the kind of place people came to make statements, not just eat. Gold-trimmed walls, velvet seats, and a faint classical tune floating through the air. Crystal chandeliers hung like frozen fireworks above us, and every sound seemed softer, richer.I’d dressed for the occasion, a sleek emerald-green gown that whispered success, power, and poise. I wasn’t just here for dinner; I was here for opportunity.Seated with me were Emily, Maryanne, and Governor David Collins himself, the man whose surgery had every top surgeon in the state talking. And tonight, I was determined to prove that I deserved a spot on his medical team, even if Sylvia was the one everyone kept praising.David looked relaxed, dressed in a casual but elegant suit, the kind of confidence that came from knowing everyone in the room recognized him. “Kara,” he said with a small, welcoming smile, “I’ve heard a lot about your work. Sylvia mentioned you’re one of the brightest in the state.”I smiled mod

Sylvia The conference had barely ended, and already the hospital halls buzzed with noise. Reporters were still outside, trying to catch a glimpse of the Governor’s team. Nurses rushed past carrying files, and the faint hum of chatter lingered everywhere.I had just left the boardroom where the hospital’s senior officials had gathered to review the Governor’s health plan. My mind still replayed the day’s events, the media flashes, the speeches, and, of course, the moment Kate had appeared out of nowhere like a ghost from the past.I’d done my best to hide how unsettled I felt about it.Now, all I wanted was a few minutes of peace before heading to my office. Maybe a glass of water. Maybe five minutes to breathe.But as I turned the corner toward the west wing, a familiar figure stepped into my path.Emily Rhodes.Even before she spoke, I could feel her energy, sharp, impatient, and cold. She was dressed to perfection, as usual, a white silk blouse tucked into a pencil skirt, her hair

VioletI’d been planning this little surprise for two days straight, balloons, candles, Sylvia’s favorite white roses, and that ridiculous banner I’d forced my cousin to print that read “To the Best Head Surgeon in the State!”My living room looked like a mini celebration hall. The table was covered with a white tablecloth, and a golden “Congratulations” sign hung proudly on the wall. Even my cat, Tofu, looked confused, sitting by the couch as if wondering if we were expecting a royal guest.Sylvia deserved something special. After all the work, stress, and long nights, she’d finally been recognized as the head surgeon for Governor David Collins’s surgery, one of the biggest projects in the country. I couldn’t be prouder of her.I lit the last candle on the cake and smiled at my reflection in the mirror. “Perfect,” I muttered.Just then, my phone buzzed.“Hey, where are you?” I said quickly, picking up.“I’m close,” Sylvia replied, sounding tired but soft. “Five minutes away.”“Good,”

SylviaI was seated in my office that morning, the quiet hum of the air conditioner blending with the soft shuffle of papers as I flipped through the last batch of documents on my desk. The hospital felt calmer than usual, but my mind wasn’t. Between Emily’s threat and my decision to withdraw from the governor’s surgery, I had barely slept the night before, although I had decided to join the team again, I still hadn't settled on it, and it was becoming very annoying.I rubbed my temple, took a deep breath, and tried to focus on the figures in front of me. Just as I reached for my pen, the door burst open.“Sylvia!” Violet’s voice was loud and breathless, making me nearly drop the pen.“Violet? What’s wrong?” I asked, startled by the way she rushed in, her cheeks flushed, clutching her tablet tightly to her chest.“You have to see this,” she said, panting slightly. “It’s… unbelievable. Just watch and listen.”Before I could ask, she pressed play and turned the tablet toward me.The fam

EmilyThe soft hum of a live jazz band filled the air of Rivers & Gold, one of the most exclusive restaurants in the city. The lights were dim and golden, reflecting off the glass chandeliers that hung like frozen fireworks. I sat at a round table near the corner, the perfect spot for privacy, swirling my wine glass slowly, watching the ruby-red liquid catch the light.Kate Andrews was sitting across from me, looking as flawless as ever in her deep green dress. She had that irritating surgeon’s confidence that always made her seem untouchable. I never liked her, but right now, we needed each other, even if temporarily.She leaned forward, resting her elbows on the table. “So, what exactly is this all about, Emily? You said it’s urgent.”I smiled thinly. “It is. You’ve seen the news, haven’t you?”Kate’s brow arched. “You mean the governor’s video begging Sylvia to come back? Yes, it was hard to miss. The media’s all over it. Sylvia Rhodes, the heroic surgeon returning to save the day.