Semua Bab Once you let me go : Bab 11 - Bab 20

The next morning came quietly. The city of Riverton was alive, but inside the tall glass building of Harrington Corporation, Mira Harrington sat behind her new desk, staring at the skyline through the wide window of her office.For a moment, she let herself breathe. The office smelled faintly of fresh paper and coffee. Everything was organized — files neatly stacked, a new nameplate shining on the desk: Mira Harrington — Chief Executive Officer.But her mind wasn’t on her new title.It was on her son.She closed her eyes for a second, remembering his laughter, his tiny hands, and the last time she held him. A sharp pain settled in her chest. No matter how far she had come, that wound would never close.Her voice was quiet when she finally spoke, “I can’t rest until I know what really happened.”Liam, her personal assistant, entered the room holding a few documents. “Good morning, Miss Harrington. Here’s the schedule for today’s meetings.”“Thank you, Liam,” Mira said softly, taking th

Ethan slammed his car door and stormed into the mansion. His jaw was tight, his hands still trembling from the confrontation with Mira earlier that day. The humiliation, the way she had looked at him with that cold, confident smile — it burned deep inside him. He had never seen her that way before. “Who the hell does she think she is?” he muttered under his breath, his voice low and dangerous. “Canceling a contract worth millions like it’s nothing.” He yanked off his tie, tossing it carelessly onto the couch. He needed a drink. Something to clear his head. As he poured himself a glass of whiskey, his mind wouldn’t stop replaying the scene. Mira — standing there in front of everyone, powerful, unshaken, fearless. The woman he thought was weak had turned into something he could no longer control. She humiliated me. In front of my board. In front of everyone. He downed the whiskey in one go. The bitterness burned his throat, but it didn’t help. Nothing did. He ran a hand through

I used my son to save her,” he muttered under his breath. “And now look at me.”Michael cleared his throat quietly. “Sir… if I may say something?”Ethan didn’t look at him. “What?”“You’re not bankrupt yet,” Michael said carefully. “If we freeze the fraudulent accounts now, you could recover a significant portion. I can contact the bank immediately.”Ethan finally turned. “Do it.”Michael nodded and began dialing numbers, speaking in a low, professional tone to the bank representative. Ethan watched him in silence, his thoughts spinning wildly. Every word Chloe had said last night echoed again in his head — her laughter, her confidence, her cruelty.“He’s too busy to know he’s going bankrupt.”“I take money from his company using his name.”Ethan clenched his jaw so tight it hurt. “Not anymore,” he muttered.After a while, Michael hung up. “Sir, the accounts are frozen. No further withdrawals can be made without your approval.”Ethan nodded. “Good.”Michael gathered the printed docume

Ethan arrived home late that evening. The house was silent, too silent. He stepped through the door and called out, “Mira?” — but his voice quickly trailed off. The moment the name left his lips, he froze, realizing what he’d just said. She wasn’t here anymore. She hadn’t been for a long time. He sighed heavily and placed his briefcase on the table. The air felt cold, almost lonely. Everywhere he looked reminded him of her — the couch she always sat on while watching him work, the flowers she used to change every three days, even the faint scent of her perfume still lingered on the curtains. He ran his hand through his hair and muttered, “Why can’t I stop thinking about her?” His chest ached with guilt, regret, and something heavier — longing. As he walked up the stairs, his feet led him to her old room. He hadn’t been in there since the divorce. When he reached the door, he hesitated. For a moment, he considered walking away, but curiosity got the better of him. He turned

Mira looked down, her voice quiet. “Caleb…”He took another step closer. “I don’t care about your past, Mira. I care about you — right now. And if you’ll let me, I’ll prove to you that not every man is like him.”Her throat tightened. She didn’t know what to say.He smiled faintly. “You don’t need to answer now. Just tell me you’ll give me a chance.”Mira stared at him, caught between shock and warmth. His eyes didn’t lie — they were honest, patient, and full of something she hadn’t seen in years: sincerity.She smiled faintly. “I don’t know what to say.”He chuckled softly. “You don’t have to say anything. Just say yes.”Mira hesitated. Her heart thudded gently in her chest. She thought of Ethan — his cold words, his silence, his lack of love. Then she looked at Caleb — kind, calm, open.After a long pause, she nodded slowly. “Yes.”Caleb’s entire face brightened. “Now that’s what I wanted to hear,” he said, grinning widely.Mira laughed softly, her cheeks warming. “You’re quite conf