Lahat ng Kabanata ng She Was Never The One: The CEO's Regret: Kabanata 51 - Kabanata 59

The morning sun filtered through the sheer curtains of the estate, casting soft light across the kitchen island. Sera stood by the counter, packing Ethan’s favorite snacks into his lunchbox while the Delany bustled nearby, sealing thermal containers with fruit and sandwiches.Sera checked her watch, smoothing the collar of Ethan's uniform as he zipped his backpack. "Got everything, buddy?""All set, Mom," Ethan said with a bright grin, giving her a quick hug before heading out to the SUV waiting in the drive.Sera watched him go, ensuring the vehicle pulled away safely before turning back inside. Just as she picked up her briefcase, her personal office line chimed.She snapped it up, expecting a routine operational update. Instead, her executive secretary's tense voice came through the speaker. "Ms. Sera? I'm sorry to interrupt your morning, but you have an unannounced visitor in the lobby. He wouldn't state his business over the phone, but he insists it's an urgent matter regarding y

The private lounge occupied the entire top floor of a discreet, nondescript building tucked away in the financial district. There were no exterior signs, no reception desk, and no security cameras logging visitor entry. It was a neutral zone—a ghost space used by people operating outside standard corporate rules.Adrian arrived first, standing by the floor-to-ceiling glass windows that overlooked the glittering, rain-slicked grid of Manhattan. His coat was unbuttoned, his jaw set in a hard, unyielding line. A few minutes later, the private elevator chimed softly.Sera stepped out, her expression tightly controlled. She crossed the dimly lit room, stopping a few feet from Adrian."You're sure about this?" Adrian asked, his voice low. "Walton could still be walking us into an ambush.""If he wanted to trap us, he wouldn't have come to my office alone," Sera replied, her gaze fixed on the private elevator doors at the end of the hall. "He wants Celine taken down just as badly as we want

The executive suites at Fina Corp maintained an illusion of unyielding stability, but beneath the polished mahogany and pristine glass, the atmosphere was stretched to a breaking point. Sera had retreated into the quiet sanctuary of her private office. She sat behind her large desk, surrounded by stacks of unread reports, her mind heavy with the weight of the intelligence Walton had recently dumped into their laps.A soft, polite double-chime echoed from the doorway, breaking the heavy stillness of the room.Sera didn’t look up immediately, expecting an assistant with more urgent filings or a fresh batch of rerouted logistics schedules. Instead, the heavy oak door drifted open to reveal Damian. He stood on the threshold, looking entirely out of place amid the corporate tension, holding a modest bouquet of fresh white lilies in one hand and a brown paper bag that carried the buttery scent of warm pastries.A quiet wave of guilt instantly stirred within her chest. "I hope I'm not intru

Celine was gone. By the time dawn broke, only few trace of her personal belongings in the master wing was seen.Adrian stood by the glass of his private study, a cup of black coffee growing cold in his hand. His phone buzzed against the mahogany desk.He reached over and swiped to answer, bringing the phone to his ear. "Talk to me, Henry."Detective Henry’s voice came through the speaker. "Good afternoon, Mr. Cole. I’m calling with an update, though I'm afraid it's not the breakthrough we were hoping for."Adrian’s jaw tightened. "Have you picked up any trace of her? Any movement on her secondary accounts or transit logs?""We've combed through every municipal camera and transport hub in Manhattan," Henry replied, his tone apologetic. "Nothing. It’s as if she vanished off the face of the earth. Based on the psychological state she was in when she bolted from the hospital, it’s entirely possible she's operating under a severe case of acute stress or temporary psychosis.""So she's out