Too Late To Claim The Bride のすべてのチャプター: チャプター 31 - チャプター 40

Cora The first-class cabin was wide, clean, and filled with the scent of expensive leather and polished wood. Despite the space, it was far from quiet. Ricky and Riley were bouncing in their seats, their energy radiating through the quiet row. They pressed their faces against the thick glass windows, leaving round patches of fog on the panes as they stared out at the bustling tarmac below."Maman, look at that giant plane next to us! Is ours bigger?" Ricky asked. He pointed a finger at the window, his dark curls shifting as he turned his head back toward me."Ours is way bigger, dummy," Riley said, shifting in her seat with all the confidence a five-year-old could manage. "And it goes faster because we are going across the whole ocean. Right, Maman?""Don't call your brother a dummy, Riley," I said, offering a small smile. "But yes, we have a long way to travel."They kept talking, their voices rising as they discussed leaving Paris behind. They were excited about seeing a new countr

Cora The light, buzzing energy from the terminal stayed with us all the way down the wide concrete walkways of the airport terminal. Chloe led our group toward the private exit, walking with a confident, effortless stride that seemed to make the crowded hallway naturally part for us."I swear, Cora, the paperwork I had to sign just to get airport security to let me bring the private transport right up to the premium curb was ridiculous," Chloe said. She glanced back at me over her shoulder with a sharp smile.She pointed toward a sleek line of waiting luxury vehicles idling by the curb. Two large drivers in dark suits immediately stepped forward to take the heavy luggage carts from Annie."But of course, I had to clear my entire executive schedule for the morning," Chloe teased, opening the heavy passenger door of the lead SUV for the twins. "I couldn't exactly let the famous Coco Woods return to American soil without a proper escort, could I?""Oh, please, don't start with the famou

Leon The morning sun cut through the floor-to-ceiling glass windows of the main Manhattan boardroom, casting a bright, unforgiving glare across the polished mahogany table. The air in the room was thick with a heavy, expectant silence.Marcus sat directly to my right, a smug, arrogant smirk settled comfortably on his face as he idly spun an expensive gold pen between his fingers. He truly believed that today was the day he would finally step out of my shadow, walk into our grandfather's old office, and permanently claim my title as Chief Executive Officer. His custom leather folder, packed with alternative restructuring templates and names of potential new department heads, rested proudly on the wood between us.I didn't say a word to break the tension. Instead, I let a slow smile touch my lips as I reached into my briefcase, pulled out a thick stack of documents, and dropped them directly onto the center of the table.The heavy thud of the paper echoed sharply against the high ceili

Leon The grand headquarters of Halefield Luxury looked immaculate under the bright morning sun, the soaring glass atrium reflecting the clean New York sky like a massive mirror. The entire main lobby had been completely transformed over the last twelve hours. The air smelled rich and expensive from the hundreds of premium white floral arrangements my team had positioned along the marble pillars, masking the usual sterile scent of polished stone and air conditioning.A pristine red carpet was rolled out across the entire length of the polished floor, stretching all the way from the security desks straight out to the public pavement. Every single department head, executive assistant, and junior designer stood in a straight, rigid line along the edges of the carpet, their faces tight with a mixture of how tired they were and discipline. They had been drilled on the protocol since six in the morning.I stood near the heavy glass entrance doors, adjusting the cuffs of my custom suit jacke

Leon I spent the rest of the afternoon staring completely blankly at the dark wood wall of my executive office, the silence in the room feeling heavy and suffocating.My skin was still tingling from the freezing fury Cora had radiated inside that elevator, the raw intensity of her hazel eyes burned so deeply into my mind that I could still feel the phantom heat of her breath hitting my face.She had stood inches away from me, completely unbothered by my rage, looking down on me as if I were nothing more than an inconvenient speck of dust on her expensive designer shoes.My phone buzzed aggressively on the glass desk for the fourth time in the last hour, the bright screen lighting up with Candice’s name.I let out a ragged, exhausted sigh and dragged the phone to my ear, not even bothering to give a proper greeting. "What is it, Candice?""Leon, finally! You are literally ruining my entire evening right now," Candice’s high-pitched voice immediately whined through the speaker, her ton