Chapter 295

Glancing at the woman satisfied on the bed, half her arm peeking out from the cover, Kieran gently pulled the covers over her before slipping out of the room.

Just as he closed the door, there was a knock. Kleran beckoned the visitor in with a soft-spoken, “Come in.”

Karl entered and handed Kieran a photo album, “Pictures from Sycamore Village.”

Kieran flipped through the hefty album. It was filled with pictures of Karl and Ivan frolicking in the fields of Sycamore Village, their laughter captured in vibrant colors. Tucked at the end were two special photos of Julie, her radiant smile framed by blooming flowers. The photos were perfectly wallet-sized.

He replaced the old photo of toddler Julie in his wallet with one of the new photos. He placed a loving kiss on a new photo of smiling Julie before putting it to his wallet. Suddenly, the ringtone of his phone interrupted his momentary reminiscence. He glanced at the caller ID and answered the call, with a furrowed brow.

By the time Julie woke up, more than an hour had passed. Realizing she had fallen into Kieran’s trap, she sighed, wishing she had just called him ‘honey’. She changed into a fresh dress and carefully opened the door, only stepping out when she was certain there were no voices in the office.

Kieran, seated at his desk, heard her soft footfalls and asked, “Awake now?”

“Thanks to you,” Julie replied, settling down on the couch across from Kieran. “Did you see my phone?”

Instead of answering, Kieran pointed to a cupcake on the coffee table, “Hungry?”

The irresistible treat made Julie forget about her phone. She picked up the spoon, took a big bite from the cupcake, and asked, “Are you busy?”

“Why?” Kieran put down his pen and looked at her.

She hesitated before asking, “From a man’s perspective, do you think Kyle…” Julie then shook her head, “Never mind, should I call Kyle or meet him in person?”

“Honey…” Kieran suddenly put on an apologetic look.

Julie paused, puzzled, “What’s wrong?”

“Kyle called me,” he confessed.

Julie didn’t see anything wrong with this. She placed her cupcake down and asked, “And? Did he agree?”

ask him about cooperating

she picked up the dessert again

him the question you were

her eyes wide as she

handed her his phone, “I

the recording were, “I heard about Sansa’s treatment. I’ll cooperate as much as I can.”

told you?”

it’s not

things we

kidnapping Emily?” Kyle anticipated Kieran’s

pause before Kyle asked, “Mr. Hernandez, have you ever knowingly done something wrong, but stubbornly persisted?”

had almost lost Julie because of

“Sometimes, you do wrong things because you’re afraid of threats to her life. But the deepest wounds are those of the heart. So you realized, to protect her, you must not avoid wars, but win them.” He added after a long silence, “That’s why you returned to Joyce, to fight for her. And I, I did the same.”

also made mistakes because his love for Sansa? Is that why he used her and

the table and looked at Kieran, “I feel like I understand Kyle less and less. There must be more secrets

Sansa to wake up and tell

to spend time with Sansa, talk

just about to speak when there came a knock at the door. Quickly, she grabbed her cupcake and darted over to the couch to make herself comfortable. Watching her, Kieran couldn’t help

was Karl with excitement in his grip on his mobile, as he

So, Julie was intrigued, to say the least, by his uncharacteristic excitement. She

at his mobile, addressing Kieran, “Mr. Hernandez, Zenith’s secretary, Jesse, just called to set up a meeting with you and Madame for lunch

crumbled. She rushed over to Kieran’s side, asking Karl, “What could

nodded, awaiting Kieran and

for tomorrow afternoon,” Kieran instructed.

Karl excused himself to put the new plan in motion.

a bold guess forming in her mind as she looked at Kieran with a touch

seemed to be thinking along the same lines.

a glitch with the equipment here,” Dylan reported, “I know you wouldn’t trust anyone else to handle this,

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