บททั้งหมดของ Too Late To Want Me Back : บทที่ 31 - บทที่ 40

The next morning, Elena woke earlier than usual.For a few moments, she simply lay in bed, staring at the ceiling as the first rays of sunlight filtered through the curtains.Sleep had come in short intervals. Every time she closed her eyes, she saw her grandfather standing outside Blackwood Mansion, calling her "my child." The words still echoed in her ears.After so many years apart, it felt unreal that he was finally here.She had imagined their reunion countless times. Sometimes she imagined herself running into his arms. Other times, she imagined confronting him with all the questions she'd carried for years.But when the moment finally came, all those words disappeared.Taking a deep breath, she sat up and rubbed her temples."So much has changed," she whispered to herself.After getting dressed, she slowly made her way downstairs.When Elena entered the living room, she found her grandfather sitting quietly by the window. A cup of tea rested on the table beside him, but it had

The following morning, Elena arrived at Blackwood Group with a lighter heart.For the first time in what felt like forever, her thoughts weren't completely consumed by the mysteries surrounding her past.Her conversation with her grandfather had given her something she hadn't realized she needed—peace.She still didn't have all the answers, but she finally understood that her life hadn't begun with pain. There had once been love, warmth, and a family that cherished her.That thought alone gave her strength.As she stepped into the office, several employees greeted her with friendly smiles."Good morning, Miss Elena.""Morning!""We're glad you're here."She smiled back, still amazed at how much things had changed since her first day.Not long ago, she had walked through the same lobby feeling like an outsider.Now, she felt like she belonged.Later that morning, Damian gathered the charity team in the conference room."I have good news," he announced."The supplies for this month's ou

The following afternoon, Damian drove Elena to the address Margaret had given him.It wasn't a church or an office.It was a quiet little house on the outskirts of the city, surrounded by old trees and colorful flowers that had clearly been cared for over the years.As Damian parked the car, Elena looked out the window."So this is where she lives."Damian nodded."Are you ready?"Elena wasn't sure.She had waited so long for answers, but now that they were finally within reach, she found herself afraid of what she might hear.Taking a deep breath, she nodded."I am."Damian walked beside her to the front door.Margaret opened it before they had a chance to knock."I've been expecting you."Her gentle smile was warm, but there was sadness in her eyes.She stepped aside."Please, come in."The house was small and cozy.Framed photographs lined the walls, along with shelves filled with books and old ornaments collected over many years.Margaret led them into the sitting room."I made so

The atmosphere inside Damian Blackwood's office was noticeably colder than the warmth outside.Beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, the city bustled with its usual rhythm. Cars crawled through traffic, pedestrians hurried along the sidewalks, and sunlight reflected off the surrounding skyscrapers.Inside the office, however, the air was tense.Damian sat behind his desk, calm and unreadable.Across from him, Adrian Sterling adjusted the sleeve of his charcoal-gray suit before placing a neatly organized file on the polished wooden desk."Thank you for agreeing to meet on such short notice," Adrian said.Damian folded his hands."My assistant told me this couldn't wait.""It couldn't."Adrian slid the proposal forward."Our companies have been discussing this partnership for months. I believe it's time we moved beyond discussions."Damian glanced at the document but didn't immediately open it."You came here yourself for a business proposal?""I prefer handling important matters persona

Victor Carter stepped inside the old house as Elena's grandfather quietly locked the front door behind him.For several long seconds, neither man spoke.The years had left their mark on both of them.Victor's once jet-black hair was now streaked with gray, and the deep lines on his face told stories of burdens he had carried in silence.Elena's grandfather gestured toward the living room."Sit."Victor obeyed.The room was exactly as he remembered it.The old grandfather clock still stood in the corner.The fireplace remained untouched.Even the family portrait above the mantel hadn't moved.His eyes lingered on it.Elena's parents smiled back at him.For a brief moment, he looked away."You've avoided this house for over twenty years," Elena's grandfather finally said."So tell me...""What could possibly be important enough to bring you back?"Victor inhaled deeply."They've started searching again."The old man's expression hardened instantly."Are you certain?"Victor nodded."I w