บททั้งหมดของ Falling For The CEO Again: บทที่ 41 - บทที่ 50

The smile slipped from Ms. Lovette's face. "You... don't?"Her throat suddenly felt painfully dry. "I don't have a brother," she repeated.Confusion washed over the daycare director's expression. "That can't be right." She frowned and looked as if she was replaying the morning in her mind. "Earlier today, a gentleman came to the daycare carrying a package for the girls." Every word tightened the knot forming in Olivia's stomach. "He introduced himself as Livienne's brother."Ms. Lovette looked almost embarrassed now, clearly trying to reconcile what she'd heard then with what Olivia was telling her now. "He even had a guest pass around his neck, which meant security at the main gate had already vetted him before allowing him into the building."Olivia felt the blood slowly drain from her face. A guest pass? He had walked through Saint Liman's gates. He had gotten this close.Without another word, Ms. Lovette hurried toward her desk. "Let me show you." She bent down, unlocked one of th

Olivia exchanged another bewildered glance with Sacha."What?" Sacha said."I'm sorry," Marcus replied. "Those are my instructions."Neither woman moved immediately. This was very strange.After a brief hesitation, Sacha sighed dramatically and slipped her phone into the bag. "I suppose if they're taking our phones, whatever this is must actually be confidential."Olivia followed suit, placing hers inside moments later. Marcus cinched the bag shut before giving them another respectful nod. "Thank you." He reached for the handle and the heavy door swung inward. "If you'll both come in."Olivia drew a slow breath before stepping inside. The room turned out to be less of an office than a private conference suite. A long rectangular conference table dominated the center, surrounded by leather office chairs. Several of them were already occupied. Olivia immediately spotted Jules and relief fluttered briefly through her chest. At least there was one familiar face. He noticed her at nearly

Olivia swallowed a sigh as Hazel folded her little arms across her chest and declared, in the gravely offended tone only a five-year-old could manage, "I don't like that colour."Olivia looked down at the fountain pen she had just picked up. "The forest green?"Hazel nodded emphatically. "It's ugly."Olivia merely hummed, refusing to dignify the comment with a response. Experience had taught her that arguing with Hazel over matters of taste was about as productive as trying to reason with a hurricane. Instead, she turned the pen slowly between her fingers. The deep forest green lacquer gleamed under the boutique lights, elegant without being ostentatious. Beside it sat the same model in a polished onyx black that looked timeless enough to survive generations. She honestly couldn't decide.Today had been one of the rare free days she'd had in weeks. There were no scheduled public campaign shoots nor any secret campaign shoots. That meant no early call times which meant, hallelujah! It

Cyprus paused just inside the entrance of the luxury boutique. He was loath to admit it, but he immediately felt out of place. Not because the store was unfamiliar—he had been here several times before and could afford everything inside several times over without noticing the dent in his bank account—but because he had absolutely no idea what he was doing.He exhaled quietly through his nose. What exactly had possessed him to come here?Objectively, he knew the answer. His mother's birthday was a little over two weeks away. Last year, Saint Liman had consumed every waking hour of his life. By the time he'd remembered her birthday, it had already passed, and he'd ended up sending flowers three days late with an apology that had sounded as hollow to him as it probably had to her.He wasn't making that mistake twice. His mother was the only member of his family who still answered his calls. That alone necessitated taking her birthday seriously, to show her he valued still having her in

Livienne stared down at both girls, then at Cyprus. The glare she sent him this time was so withering that he suspected, under different circumstances, it might have reduced him to ash. He remained entirely unrepentant.Finally, she released a long, defeated sigh. "Fine."Hazel squealed."But," Livienne added quickly, raising one finger, "you both have to behave exactly as you promised.""We will!" The twins answered in perfect unison.Cyprus couldn't explain why something so small made satisfaction bloom quietly inside him. He'd won. It was ridiculous and childish. Yet as he followed the three of them toward the exit, he found himself feeling oddly victorious.Maybe because he'd get to spend a little more time with two unexpectedly charming little girls. He simply wasn't ready for the encounter to end.They stepped out into the shopping mall's broad promenade. Cyprus's attention drifted automatically over their surroundings.Years of business had conditioned him to notice details wit