All Chapters of Chasing Back His Secret Twins Mother: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

HAZEL COLLINS POVThree hundred and sixty-five days. That was exactly how long I had been Caleb Anderson’s secret.To the rest of Anderson Airlines, I was just Hazel Collins—the quiet, highly efficient assistant who kept the Chief Pilot and billionaire heir’s schedule perfectly organized. I was the girl who brewed his black coffee, organized his flight logs, and stood politely in the background whenever the media cameras flashed. But behind the soundproof mahogany doors of his private office, I thought I was the woman he loved.I stared at the velvet box hidden beneath a stack of flight manifests in his desk drawer. My heart did a pathetic, hopeful flutter. A ring? We had been talking about the future lately. "You're overthinking, Hazel," I muttered, gently closing the drawer. "He loves you. He wouldn't keep you a secret for a year if it didn't mean something."The heavy office door clicked open. I quickly stood straight, expecting Caleb’s tall, commanding figure. Instead, it was Art

HAZEL COLLINS POVFive years can change everything. It can turn a broken, naive secretary who cried over a man into someone completely unrecognizable."Mommy, Leo took my drawing tablet again!" Luna’s high-pitched pout echoed through the spacious luxury penthouse suite in London. She crossed her tiny arms, her silver-gray eyes—a striking feature she inherited from a man I promised to forget—glaring at her brother."I didn't take it," Leo replied calmly, not even looking up from his own miniature laptop where he was adjusting some basic coding blocks. "I borrowed it to fix your interface lag. You're welcome."I couldn't help but smile, stepping out of the dressing room while fastening a pair of diamond studs to my ears. Five years ago, I landed in Europe with nothing but two broken suitcases and a shattered heart. I thought I was going to struggle in a tiny bakery forever. But life had a massive plot twist waiting for me. It turned out my late maternal grandfather wasn't just a regular

HAZEL COLLINS POVThe landing at JFK International Airport was flawless. Trust Caleb to always be perfect at his job. But as the commercial aircraft finally came to a complete halt at the private VIP terminal gate, the smooth, predictable ride ended. The real turbulence of my life was waiting for me right outside my private suite door.I tightened my grip on the expensive leather strap of my designer handbag, taking a slow, steadying breath to calm the sudden racing of my pulse. "Leo, Luna, do you have your small backpacks ready?""Yes, Mommy," Luna chirped instantly, already standing perfectly by the suite door in her bright pink travel jacket. "I packed my coloring books, my box of crayons, and my stuffed bunny. I didn't leave anything behind."Leo just gave a quiet, solemn nod, adjusting the heavy straps of his dark blue backpack. He stood incredibly close to me, his tiny shoulders squared with an intense, unyielding posture, looking less like a typical five-year-old child and more

CALEB ANDERSON POVThe silence in the grand boardroom was heavy enough to suffocate someone. Everyone stared at me—the board members, my father, and Julian Montgomery. But my eyes were locked entirely on the woman sitting across the mahogany table.Hazel Collins.Just looking at her made my chest tighten, pulling me violently back to the worst night of my life. Five years ago, I stood in my office while the rain battered the glass, completely blind to the damage I was causing. I remembered the cold, quiet fury in her voice when she asked if it was true. I remembered calling her a temporary distraction to my co-pilot, thinking I was untouchable, thinking my family's legacy could shield me from everything. I thought she would just quietly fade away like everyone else.Instead, she walked out into the storm, leaving behind a resignation letter and a vanished trail that I spent years trying to track down. Every single day since that night tasted like ash. I remembered the shattered glass o

HAZEL COLLINS POVThe heavy silence in the conference room grew so thick you could practically cut it with a knife. The board members sat frozen, looking back and forth between Caleb and me as if we were speaking a foreign language. Handing over multi-million dollar corporate assets just to secure a dinner date? It sounded like something out of a cheesy romance novel, but looking at the dead serious expression in Caleb’s dark eyes, he wasn't joking at all.I wanted to laugh right in his face. I wanted to take my leather portfolio, slam it against the mahogany table, and tell him where he could shove his airline and his pathetic dinner invitation. Five years ago, I would have melted at the mere sound of his voice inviting me out. Back then, I would have rearranged my entire existence just to spend a single quiet evening with him. But that girl died the night she stood outside his office and heard herself dismissed as a temporary distraction."You think you can buy my time with corporat