CHAPTER 40: A Hand Across the TableTessa’s POV"To the Crown Hotel," Felix said, raising his crystal glass.I clinked my glass against his. "To the Crown."We sat in the private dining alcove of Le Vrai. The official launch of my hotel had wrapped up hours ago, a whirlwind of press, investors, and flashing cameras. Felix had whisked me away the moment the last ribbon was cut."You handled the press like a veteran," Felix noted, setting his glass down. "No fatigue?""None. The surgery feels like a lifetime ago, even if it was just last week." I sliced into my steak. "I told you I was ready.""I never doubted it. But I'll always check." His eyes held mine, steady and intense.I smiled, the warmth in my chest undeniable."Excuse me," a sharp, familiar voice cut through the ambient jazz of the restaurant.I turned my head. Standing near the entrance of our alcove was Arthur Collins, Julian's father.A genuine wave of relief washed over me. Despite my separation from Julian, Arthur had al
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