Alle Kapitel von His Heir My Lost Son : Kapitel 31 – Kapitel 40

Nora's excitement lasted until she got back into her car. Then she remembered Mia. She pulled out her phone and called her.Mia answered after the third ring. "Hello?" Her voice sounded tired.Nora smiled despite herself. "Mia, you won't believe what happened.""What?" "The presentation." There was a small pause.Then Mia laughed softly. "How did it go?" "It went better than I expected. The client loved the concept.""Really?" "Yes. They actually expanded the project."Mia's voice brightened slightly. "Nora, that's amazing." "I know!" Nora laughed."And Vincent wouldn't stop telling me that I need to start thinking seriously about opening my own studio.""You do." "I know, but hearing someone else say it makes it feel real.""You've always been good enough."Nora smiled. "Thank you." For a moment, neither of them spoke.Then Nora's smile slowly faded. "Mia?" "Hmm?" "Are you okay?" "I'm fine." "No, you're not.""I'm just tired." Nora tightened her grip on the steering wheel."Is it bec

Nora stood in front of the mirror, fastening the last button on her blouse. She stared at her reflection for a moment.The woman looking back at her seemed calmer than she actually felt.Her presentation was over. The client loved her work. The project had grown bigger than she expected, and for the first time in a long while, the dream she had carried quietly in her heart felt like something she could actually build.Her own design studio. Nora smiled faintly. She reached for her bag and headed downstairs.Her phone rang before she could reach the door. "Hello?" "You're leaving already?" Nora recognized Vincent's voice immediately."Unless you plan to come and drag me back inside." He laughed. "I was going to say congratulations again.""You've said that about five times." "And I'll say it ten more times if necessary."Nora shook her head, smiling. "What's up?" "The client wants to meet tomorrow."Her smile faded slightly. "Tomorrow?" "Yes. They want to discuss the next phase of the

The following morning, Nora woke up earlier than usual. She had barely slept.Not because of Adrian. At least, that was what she told herself. Her mind had been occupied with numbers.Rent,furniture,equipment,staff and banding. There was one particular figure she had written down three times before finally closing her notebook.The amount she would need to start her own studio was more than she had saved.Much more. Nora sighed. She had expected that. Dreams were rarely cheap.She got out of bed, prepared for the day and headed to her workspace.Her phone buzzed while she was reviewing some sketches.Adrian. She stared at the name for a moment before answering."Hello?" "Good morning." His voice sounded different.Calmer. "Good morning." "Are you busy?" "I always have something I'm doing.""I'll take that as a yes." She smiled. "What do you want?""I want to see the studio plans you've been working on." Nora frowned. "How did you know I was working on studio plans?""Leo told me." She

Nora stared at the invitation on her dining table. She had been looking at it for almost five minutes.The Sterling Foundation Charity Gala. She had never attended anything like it. The invitation was elegant, embossed with gold lettering and her name printed neatly across the front.Nora picked it up again. Why had Adrian invited her? She already knew the answer.It was a Sterling event, and she was currently working on one of the company's major projects.Still, something about attending an event filled with London's wealthiest people made her nervous.Her phone rang. Mia. Nora answered."Hello?" "Tell me you're going." Nora laughed. "How did you know?" "Because you sent me a picture of the invitation before you even called."Nora looked at the photo on their chat. "Right." "So?" "I haven't decided." "You're going.""Mia..." "You're going." "Why are you so interested?" "Because I want to see you dressed like somebody's rich fiancée."Nora burst out laughing. "Please!" "I'm serious."

Nora looked at the folder again. She had taken it home the previous evening. She had looked through it three times.The location was perfect.It had large windows, enough space for a small team, and a quiet reception area that could easily be transformed into the kind of warm, creative environment she had always imagined.There was only one problem. Adrian. She didn't want her first real step toward her dream to feel like something Adrian had built for her.So that morning, she made a decision. She would go and see the place herself. And she would decide for herself.---By ten o'clock, Nora stood outside the building.She looked up. It wasn't huge. It wasn't flashy. But it had potential.She smiled. "Okay." She walked inside.The landlord's representative showed her around, explaining the lease terms and answering her questions.Nora listened carefully. She asked about the service charges,the duration of the lease,renovation permissions,security just everything.By the time she left,