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.

of his wedding

pantry to fix herself a cup of coffee without bothering to ask if

courtesy seemed unnecessary

to life, Leonel’s voice came out

take anything

Here’s the deal.

percent of my company’s shares to your name, you can move

used to it

the air

her freshly brewed coffee, Alexis settled into a

the first time in months that they had conversed

met Leonel’s

She wasn’t naive.

Leonel’s attempt to win

percent of his company’s shares valued at billions, and he

it really

her

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