All Chapters of TOO LATE TO WANT ME: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

46 Chapters

031| A Business Proposal

~TYLA~I sat at my desk, trying to focus on a new piece of data tracking logic.But my mind kept wandering back to that private lounge at the skyscraper.I could still hear little Elowen's heartbreaking cries.For some reason, my thoughts wandered back to that intense moment when Cassian accidentally fell on top of me, sending both of us crashing into the chair.I shook my head trying to clear the memory.It was just a strange accident. Nothing more.Suddenly, there was a knock on the door.Kresten burst into my office. He was carrying an overflowing fruit basket.My eyes narrowed on seeing him but then, right behind him was Philip. He was holding a giant bouquet of white orchids."Tyla, what on earth did you do at that meeting?" Kresten gasped. He dropped the heavy basket onto my coffee table."A delivery truck parked outside five minutes ago," Philip added. "The driver looked like a high-end corporate bodyguard. He said these were a personal thank-you from the upper tower."Kresten

032| The Offer

~CASSIAN~Tyla Avery sat upright in her chair, she was directly adjacent to me.She hadn't touched the sparkling water or the lunch spread I ordered.Her tablet was locked, and her hands were folded tightly in her lap.I studied her face.Her soft features were framed into a frown. She didn’t look happy to see me.The laughing woman who had held my daughter on the floor yesterday was completely gone."I received your corporate document, Mr. Virell," she said. “And your fifty-thousand-dollar wire transfer. I am assuming this lunch is your way of explaining why you are trying to turn a tech partnership into a personal hiring contract."I leaned back in my leather chair, crossing my legsI kept my face blank."It is a business proposal, Miss Avery," I answered. "I am a practical man. I see a problem, and I apply resources to solve it. Right now, my daughter is the priority."Tyla raised an eyebrow while her lips were pressed into a thin line. "Your daughter is a little girl, Mr. Virell.

033| For Elowen

~TYLA~I was back in a lounge inside Virell’s skyscraper.Vincent had tagged along too, and he was now seated across from me. He had ordered food and drinks and was trying to calm me down with a few words because it was obvious that I was annoyed.He looked genuinely surprised when he found out that I had also asked Kresten and Philip to return the gifts Cassian Virell had sent.I couldn’t get whatever happened off my head.I wondered if I was making the right decision but on thinking about Elowen…it was such a hard decision to make."Hey," Vincent finally called my attention."The bank just called our finance team. Our account manager is completely confused and that is because you actually made us send the fifty thousand dollars right back to the Virell Corporation.""Every single cent," I said. "When I told Cassian Virell that I cannot be bought with his money. I meant exactly what I said.""I know, Tyla. I respect your pride," Vincent sighed. "But their office secretary called us a

034| For One Woman

~MATT~Usually, family meetings were held in the dining room over coffee. But Grandma hadn't called for coffee.She had called for Mr. Harrison, the senior legal advisor who had managed the Wilson family trust since my grandfather was alive.When I walked in, Harrison was already organising folders. Grandma sat at the head of the table."Sit down, Matt," she said. Her voice lacked its usual warmth it always had before Tyla walked away. Now, it was completely flat.I pulled out a chair opposite her, wondering what this was all about again."Grandma, if this is about Olivia again, I’ve already told you. She is staying. I am handling my personal life."Grandma didn't blink. She didn’t look angry like she was in our previous discussion and it made me curious. What was up her sleeve yet again?"This is not about your personal life, Matt," she replied. "This is about the Wilson family lineage. Mr. Harrison, please begin."Harrison cleared his throat, adjusting his glasses.He slid a thick,

035| The Cost of Being Chosen

~OLIVIA~I was sitting in one of the rooms at Maria’s house, waiting for Matt to return.For the past two hours, there was complete silence.The servants were walking on eggshells, whispering in the hallways and avoiding my gaze entirely whenever I passed the door. They seemed to know something I didn’t know.Just then, someone came in.It was Mr. Lin, Matt’s primary corporate assistant.He walked in with a stiff posture.He held a leather briefcase tightly against his side. He didn't smile and didn't greet me."Miss Olivia," Mr. Lin said, stopping a few feet away from my table."Mr. Lin," I replied, forcing a smile to my lips as I set my spoon down. "Is Matt back? We were supposed to look over the nursery designs this afternoon."Mr. Lin cleared his throat, he had a blank expression. "Mr. Wilson is currently tied up with urgent matters. He asked me to come ahead and handle some administrative adjustments."I frowned slightly.My fingers tightened around the handle of my teacup. "Admi

036| The Wrong Conversation

~MATT~A sleek white UV arrived. It was the Henderson family dropping off their six-year-old son, George.Tyla had arranged this playdate weeks ago, long before she packed her bags and vanished into the night.I had completely forgotten about it until the butler informed me this morning. Part of me wanted to cancel it, but Grandma insisted that Kenny needed the distraction."Hi, Kenny!" George shouted as he saw Kenny from a distance. He had a small robotic toy in his hands.Kenny, who had been sitting quietly on the bottom step of the staircase for the past hour, forced a small smile on seeing his friend. "Hi, George.""Look what my mum bought me!" George exclaimed, thrusting the toy forward.“She said if I was a good boy during our family vacation to Hawaii next week, she would get me the matching spaceship too! We are going to swim with dolphins. My dad already booked the whole resort."Kenny’s smile faltered a little as his eyes dropped to the plastic robot. "That’s cool.""Where i

037| The Question

~MATT~The word choose still lingered in my head.It sat heavily in my chest, making it hard to breathe.I couldn’t stay in that dining room anymore and neither was the villa in general where I wanted to stay for now.Looking at Kenny’s hunched shoulders only made the guilt in my chest worsen. I couldn't face Grandma's glares either.I grabbed my car keys from the hook by the door. "Kenny," I said, my voice softer than usual. "Get your sneakers on. We are going out."He blinked up at me, surprised. "Where are we going, Daddy?""Anywhere you want," I replied, opening the front door.Twenty minutes later, we were sitting in a brightly lit diner somewhere around the city.Tyla had always kept Kenny on a strict and healthy diet especially on a weeknight but tonight, I didn't care about the rules.I ordered him a big double-cheeseburger, a mountain of french fries, alongside a big bowl of chocolate ice cream that had a lot of colorful sprinkles.Kenny’s eyes widened to the size of saucers

038| The Investigation

~CASSIAN~The folder Marcus dropped on my desk looked very thick which enough made me even more interested about Tyla.I leaned back in my leather chair. I stared at the black cover while Marcus stood on the other side of the desk. He looked tired."Is that everything?" I asked."Yes, Mr. Virell," Marcus said. "But the data does not match what we thought. There is no corporate spy angle."I narrowed my eyes. "What do you mean?""She was married for the last five years," Marcus explained. "She married Matthew Wilson, the CEO of the Wilson Group. But the marriage was completely hidden from the public. She worked as his personal assistant for four years, she sat at a tiny desk outside his office to maintain public image and never for once had they been intimate in public. Also, she lived in a guest room in his house."I stared at the papers. My jaw tightened. How would any reasonable man treat his own wife like that?"Why did he hide his own wife?""It was more or less like an arranged m

039| Mattew was an Idiot

~CASSIAN~"What do you think you are doing?" Tyla screamed angrily. "Are you a pervert? Get out!"I did not move right away. My eyes stayed locked on her flushed face."I am not a pervert," I said, forcing my voice to stay level. "I was walking to my study. Your door was wide open. I was simply going to close it.""Then why are you still standing there?" she fired back. She stepped behind, trying to hide more of her bare legs. "Why are you still looking at me?""I am not looking," I lied flatly."You are looking right now!" Tyla shouted. She looked so furious and embarrassed. "Shut the door!"Before I could say another word, she lunged forward.She grabbed the edge of the door and slammed it shut right in my face.I stood in the corridor for a long moment.I looked utterly confused.No one had ever slammed a door in my face in my entire life.I was Cassian Virell.People trembled when I walked into a room.Yet this woman treated me like a common criminal in my own home.I rubbed my fo

040| The Sabotage

~CASSIAN~The tech reports were right in front of me on my desk but I hadn't read a single line.My mind was completely somewhere else.Every time my office went quiet, I kept seeing Tyla's face from last night."Mr. Virell?" my secretary’s voice came through the desk intercom. "The harbor transport logs are ready for your signature.""Bring them in," I said, rubbing my forehead.But when the office doors opened, it wasn't my secretary.It was Marcus.Marcus walked in, he looked dead serious and I knew something was up."Sir, there is a problem at Aegis Tech," Marcus said stepping closer."The new project they were building for our shipping lines was compromised this morning. A huge chunk of their core data files was deleted."I sat up straight in my chair. My eyes narrowed as I questioned. "Did someone hack them?""No," Marcus said. "Our security division checked the system footprint. It looks like it is an internal sabotage. Someone inside their development team intentionally wiped

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