Dear ex-Wife please be mine again

Chapter 34

Daniel’s POV.

I stepped out of the car and adjusted my suit jacket, taking in the grand estate before me. Christiana Davis sure knew how to make a statement. The mansion screamed wealth and power–something I’d expected, but it was still impressive seeing it in person. The sheer size of the place, the manicured lawns, and the towering gates–it was like stepping into another world.

As I made my way to the door, two bodyguards intercepted me. They were built like walls, staring down at me with cold, assessing eyes.

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“Who are you?” one of them demanded, his voice rough, almost like gravel.

I offered a polite smile, keeping my tone friendly but firm. “I’m a friend of Ms. Davis. She’s expecting me.”

The other guard raised an eyebrow, clearly not convinced. “Name?”

“Daniel Brooks,” I replied, meeting their eyes confidently. I could see the doubt flicker in their expressions as they processed. my name. One of them stepped aside and made a quick phone call. I couldn’t hear the conversation, but it was short, and when he hung up, his entire demeanor shifted.

“Right this way, Mr. Brooks,” the first guard said, his tone now more respectful as he gestured for me to pass

I gave a nod of thanks and continued toward the front doors, which swung open almost immediately as I approached. Two more guards were stationed there, but they didn’t say a word, simply stepping aside to allow me entry. The moment I crossed the threshold, I couldn’t help but be wowed by what I saw.

The inside was even more opulent than the exterior–luxurious chandeliers hanging from high ceilings, marble floors polished to a mirror–like sheen, and exquisite artwork lining the walls. Christiana’s taste was immaculate. Every inch of this place screamed elegance and power, just like the woman herself.

in when a butler appeared as if from nowhere. He gave a slight bow and motioned toward the living room. “Please, have a seat, Mr. Brooks.

time to sit down when I heard the patter of small feet and turned to see two kids–twins–running toward

was the first to reach me, his eyes shining with recognition. “You’re

wasn’t far behind, her voice bubbling with excitement.

tight hug. I laughed, genuinely surprised and touched by their enthusiasm. “Hey there! You two remember

do!” Emma beamed up at me. “You were like a

know about that,” I said with a chuckle,

tilted his head, studying me with those sharp eyes that reminded me

there was no denying the striking resemblance they bore to their father, Mr. Alexander Williams Alistair. I’d done my research, of

full of curiosity. “Are you here to take our mom

of the grand staircase. I looked

accentuated her figure without being overt. The deep emerald color made her skin glow, and her hair was styled perfectly, falling over one shoulder. There was a quiet confidence in the way she moved, but it was the small, welcoming smile on

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Davis,” I said, offering a smile that I hoped was charming. “You look

half–smile, her eyes warm but guarded.

to her side as she reached the bottom of the stairs, feeling a bit out of my depth. This woman was in a league of her own, and here I was, trying

there was a guardedness to her, like she was carefully weighing every word. I could see why–this wasn’t just any date; it was a calculated

Mr.

Christiana, unsure how she’d handle it. There was a flicker of something in her eyes–discomfort, maybe–but