Semua Bab Bound By Blood, Saved By Love : Bab 11 - Bab 20

"Mr. Leo Van Driscoll?"The meeting facilitator's voice echoed again, sharper this time.Leo flinched.For the first time since Diane had walked through that door, he looked away. His gaze peeled from her face and turned back to the man at the front of the room. The facilitator gave a polite nod, waiting. But Leo... he couldn’t speak.He blinked at him, clearly disoriented."Well, if there's nothing to say on this, we should continue," the facilitator said, flipping the brochure over to the next page.The meeting continued but Leo remained silent.He wasn’t even sure what had been discussed. His eyes occasionally met Diane's, but she kept her face expressionless, like she hadn't known him a day in her life.She spoke once—confident, crisp, sharp—and Leo could barely hear the words. All he saw was the girl he had wronged, now transformed into something cold and unreachable. The pain came crashing back into him like a collapsing wall.The room had grown louder.One of the older board me

The car halted right in front of Sarah, who stood frowning and worried. The rain was still falling heavily, and she had no idea how she would get home like this.She was taken aback when the window rolled down, revealing Jace sitting inside.“Get in,” Jace said, shifting over on the seat to make space for her.He didn’t want her to walk around and get soaked—he had moved for her to enter directly from where she stood. Rain was already splashing in through the open window.Sarah stood frozen, surprised. This wasn’t what she expected from her first day as a personal assistant—especially not to one of the owners of her company.Weren’t bosses supposed to be strict, cold, and serious?But this one… this boss had spent the whole day staring at her like she was a puzzle. And now, he was offering her a ride?“Aren’t you getting in?” Jace said again, his frown deepening as more rain dripped into the car.Without another word, Sarah quickly got into the car. The window was rolled up at once.“

The day came faster than they expected. It was the welcome party for the new Van Driscoll management.The ballroom looked stunning. Soft golden lights poured from the huge chandelier, bouncing off polished marble floors. Waiters in white gloves moved through the crowd with silver trays of champagne. The air smelled of roses and expensive perfume. Music from a live jazz band floated gently across the room. Every detail screamed wealth. Class. Power.All three brothers were present, but none of them felt like celebrating.Leo was in top form—sharp suit, hair neatly done—but quiet. Distant. He hadn’t been himself since the boardroom meeting. Since she returned.Luca stood near the back, already drinking more than three men should. This wasn’t what he called a party. Sure, there was music, people smiled, but it felt fake. Like the life had been drained out. These weren’t his kind of people. This wasn’t his kind of night.This party felt more like a fashion show. Men moved stiffly in suits

“Diane,” Leo called again, softer this time.But she didn’t answer. She stood stiffly, arms folded, eyes cutting into him like a blade. Cold. Unforgiving.He took a step forward, but the space between them felt like a canyon. He could barely breathe. “It’s really you,” he mumbled, voice barely a whisper.It was the dumbest thing he’d ever said. Of course it was her—he knew the moment she walked into that boardroom. Every cell in his body remembered her. But now, faced with the real woman, standing just feet away, he didn’t know how to act. He was frozen.“You… you’ve changed so much,” Leo stammered, eyes trailing her face.She cocked her head, expression unreadable. “Likewise,” she said, voice as sharp as ice. No softness. No warmth. Just... distance.Leo's heart dropped. Her tone—God, her tone—it used to be music. Now, it was all steel and frost.“I see you’re married now,” he added cautiously. “To Vincent.”A bitter smile curled on her lips. “Yes. And I also own shares in your compa

Jace’s black car rolled to a gentle stop in front of Sarah’s building. He glanced at his watch — 9:55 a.m. Early. Quite early. But you couldn’t blame him. His heart couldn’t wait to see her. The thought of spending the entire day with her — alone, no office talk, no meetings — made him restless all night.He hadn’t slept. Not really.He was about to step out of the car, maybe knock on her door or wait beside his car, but then he noticed a few people staring. Their eyes were glued to his car like it was something they had never seen before.He sighed and sank back into the seat.He didn’t want attention. Not here. Not now.He picked up his phone and quickly texted her:“I’m outside your building.”Her reply came almost instantly.“Okay sir, I’ll be out in a minute.”A small smile tugged at the corner of his lips. He tried to hide it.Why did a simple message from her make him smile?He didn’t usually smile. Not for anyone. But with her… it just happened. Unconsciously.Leaning back int