Her assistant exhaled a silent sigh of relief.

Returning to her work, Alexis organized her documents before making her way to meet Leonel, knowing all too well that avoiding him was not an option.

She found Leonel waiting in the reception room, impeccably dressed, the gleam from his wedding ring impossible to ignore.

A plain kraft bag rested on the table-its contents a mystery.

Pausing at the doorway, Alexis spoke with an air of casual detachment, “Mr.

Douglas, looking well.

Is this a social call, or should I expect a wedding invite?”

Leonel couldn’t tear his gaze away from Alexis.

She looked remarkably better than before, and the sadness that once clouded her expression seemingly vanished.

It was as if someone named Leonel had never caused her any pain.

outline of his wedding

the nearby pantry to fix herself a cup of coffee without

seemed

the coffee machine hummed to

didn’t take anything

Here’s the deal.

your name, you can move back to the

to

the air as the coffee machine

a sip of her freshly brewed coffee, Alexis settled

time in months that

Leonel’s gaze

She wasn’t naive.

understood Leonel’s attempt to win

shares valued at billions, and he just

it really that

and her change of heart, but

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