Chapter 84

He took a handkerchief and gently wiped her cheek.

Her skin was soft as petals, not just on her cheeks but all over. A girl like her deserved to be nurtured by power

and wealth.

Outside, a thunderclap broke the silence, and lightning split the sky. The rain began to pour down, quickly drenching the city.

Max sat on the edge of the bed, and as dawn approached, he slowly walked over to the floor–to–ceiling window. The raindrops hit the glass like a cascade of shattered diamonds, seemingly trying to capture the neon lights from outside.

At ten in the morning, Patrick gently pushed the door open. “President, the video conference is all set up.”

Max nodded, rubbing his temples as he stepped out of the bedroom. There would be three meetings today, ones he was supposed to attend in person. Instead, he had stood up all the executives last night.

lips

the news last night. She glanced at the hearty breakfast spread

a tradition that had become almost ceremonial over the years. Yesterday, Andrew had sent over a designer watch, and the envy it sparked was palpable. Ever since her engagement to the Clements clan, Andrew’s gifting had become habitual. Tessa, frail since childhood, relished Andrew’s attentions but couldn’t help feeling resentful. Why

broth and then asked, “Is it Brielle? The young lady from the

“Miss Sophia is impulsive. Rumor

close.”

interest in getting involved in such messes, finding them tedious and the women’s tactics distasteful. But then she thought, if she could resolve this, everyone would see just how much

her words.

taken to

her fingertips lightly gripping the spoon, “Let the other Rowlands beg for my

to involve Max. It had to be

“Do you know why Emily is targeting Brielle?

for a moment and replied honestly, “Both are with Dorsey International. It’s probably

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