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Ava’s POV “I hope I didn’t disturb you,” Peter said from the other end of the line. I leaned against the balcony railing, my fingers tightening around my phone. “No… you didn’t.” I glanced back toward the corridor before lowering my voice. “But you could at least give me a heads-up next time.” “Why? Any problem?” “No!” I answered quickly. I cleared my throat. “Um… I have a new job.” There was a brief silence. “You… you do?” “Yeah.” I looked out over the grounds below. “I was bored out of my mind in the mansion. I had to ask Vindell to give me a job, and he gave me a vacancy at his company.” “You could have asked me first. I’m actually in need of a secretary.” I chuckled.“What about your secretary?” “I opened a new branch, and she’s the managing director. Since, she’s very familiar with the job, I couldn’t trust a new person with the store. But my offer is still up.” I exhaled. “I… don’t know about that.” “Come on. Or is he now keeping you a prisoner?” I took a

Ava’s POV His eyes widened. Then a slow smile spread across his face. “I said I was joking.” He turned toward the door. I tightened my grip around his arm. “You know what I don’t joke about?” He glanced back at me. “Extra money.” He laughed out loud. I cleared my throat and straightened my shoulders. “Sir, could you please get back in your chair so I can manage your shoulders?” He chuckled loudly, shaking his head as he stared at me for a long second. “Sometimes I… I don’t understand you.” “Me either.” I pointed toward his chair. He looked at me one last time, the amusement still dancing in his eyes, before turning around and dropping back into the leather chair. I rolled my sleeves up. What am I doing? I stepped behind him and placed my hands on his shoulders. My fingers pressed gently into the tense muscles beneath his shirt. I rubbed slowly, working my way across his shoulders. He immediately relaxed against the chair. And I immediately regretted agreeing to

Kate’s POVI slammed the car door shut and immediately gripped the steering wheel, my chest rising and falling as I struggled to catch my breath.The scene in the office kept replaying in my head, the way he had looked at her.My fingers tightened around the steering wheel until my knuckles turned pale. I wanted to scream. I wanted to punch something hard enough to make the anger burning beneath my skin disappear, but I forced myself to stay still.I couldn’t let my anger make me reckless. I needed to do something about Ava getting too close to my man.It should have been me. I was the woman who had always stood closest to Vindell. I knew him in ways Ava couldn’t possibly understand. I knew when he tried a new perfume. I noticed whenever he bought a new shirt. I knew when he started going to the gym, when he didn’t like his food, even when something as small as his mood shifted.I noticed everything about him. And yet, somehow, Ava had managed to reach a part of him I’d never been abl

Ava’s POVI sat in the chair opposite Vindell’s desk, my legs crossed beneath me as I scrolled through one shopping website after another. My incentive had finally landed that night, and I had already decided exactly how I was going to spend it.Vindell had gone to the conference room for a meeting, leaving me alone in the office with absolutely nothing to do.Well… nothing except shop. I tapped on another pair of shoes, added them to my cart, and continued scrolling.Then I heard a commotion outside. My thumb froze against the screen. Voices drifted through the door, followed by several hurried footsteps. Before I could even turn around properly, the office door swung open and several men dressed in crisp, tailored black suits stormed inside.My brows shot up. I immediately recognized one of them. Mr. Blackwood, the same man who had shown up at my wedding.Our eyes met. For a few seconds, neither of us said anything. His expression was unreadable, while mine probably wasn’t doing a v

Ava’s POVI walked into Mom’s room just as Dr. Ray finished his examination. He pulled the stethoscope away from her chest and straightened, while Peter stood quietly in the corner, his arms folded across his chest. I slipped inside without interrupting and moved to stand beside him.My eyes followed Dr. Ray as he tucked away the rest of his equipment. He finally lifted the stethoscope, and draped it around his neck before walking toward us.“Well, in no distant time, she should be getting discharged,” he said, giving my shoulder a reassuring pat.My eyes widened.“Really?” The excitement burst out of me before I could contain it. “Thank you so much.”“You’re welcome.” He gave Peter a brief nod before walking out.The moment the door closed behind him, I rushed toward Mom and wrapped my arms around her. “Mom!”She laughed softly as I hugged her tighter, and for a few seconds, I simply held her. The woman who had spent so much time lying helplessly in that hospital bed was finally going