Chapter 124

Blake’s POV

I gazed out the window. Morning light hit the hardwood floors of Lunar Mansion, making my hangover worse.

“Handle it as you see fit,” I finally said. “Just bring the design drafts and hangover soup.”

I hung up and moved to the dining table, where I began examining some jewelry samples from Parker Group. Despite my pounding headache, I forced myself to focus on the business at hand.

Half an hour later, the electronic lock beeped. Michael walked in with a thermal container and portfolio. I hadn’t moved, still studying the designs.

“Sir,” he greeted softly.

He crossed to the dining table and poured steaming soup into a bowl, his eyes scanning the room.

“Miss Rose isn’t here?” he finally asked..

I looked up, fixing him with a cold stare. “Why would Laurel be here?”

Michael faltered. “The last time I visited, she was –

“I’ve arranged other accommodations for her, I cut him off. “She’s a single woman. It wouldn’t be appropriate for her to stay in a house I frequently visit.”

As I spoke, I found myself taking in the room. Staff had removed all traces of Laurel. The decor had returned from pink tones to the cream and hatural wood that Audrey preferred.

Most noticeably, Laurel’s photo was gone, replaced with my wedding portrait with Audrey. In it, I wore my usual serious look while Audrey leaned against me, smiling.

Michael frowned. “Sir, that photograph… should I have it removed?”

“What’s the point?” I replied. “It would just need to be put back up eventually.”

Michael paused, then nodded. “Of course.”

He added, “Mrs. Parker has always threatened divorce or leaving. When you ignore it, she gets bored and comes back to apologize. This time is just more dramatic than usual.”

Something about his assessment shifted my mood slightly. The image of Audrey walkin our divorce certificate flashed through my mind, but I dismissed it.

ay with

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designs Michael had brought. The sketches had been refined based on my suggestions, with Improvements to the

his throat.

designer’s name is Rachel Hayes, I was curious. Oh my way here,

to learn more.”

is mysterious. She’s joined

yet.”

is that the jewelry be produced

explained. “Only companies with major backing and aggressive production would attempt such a timeline. That’s why they approached our new

the details. “Why the three–month deadline? Did you

did,” Michael replied hesitantly. “It sounds made

has a terminal illness with only three months to live.

briefly as I

three months?” I kept my

coldly. “This designer will do anything for

for four years, and now someone’s giving

designs aside. “Make arrangements. I plan to

Audrey’s POV

knocked on my door at eight in

His surprise was immediate his eyes widened at my newly cut short hair and pink casual outfit. The morning sunlight caught my fresh haircut,

cut your hair?” he

a moment.

smiled. “Last night after you left, I thought I

o I cut it

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touched the ends. “It doesn’t look bad, does

his head. ‘You could become a

laughed. “I’ll pass. For now, I just want to

door and walked toward the elevator.

caught up. “You haven’t had breakfast, have you? I bought

myself, Having someone think of my needs felt strange but nice. I took the

inside.

“Thanks,” I said simply.

hour later, we arrived at Original Studio. Being my first day, James led me to meet management. We knocked

the phone. “Your company’s investor wants to

all. She started today and is available anytime. Just

the call. “Yes, yes, we’ll

hung up, George turned with a practiced smile. James stepped forward. “Mr.

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