A potential shareholder.

(JARED'S POV)

My phone rang, breaking the silence in my office. I glanced at the screen to see my investigator's name flashing. "Talk to me," I answered. "Do you have an update?"

"Yes, I do," he replied and hesitated.

"Go on," I urged.

"Unfortunately, I was unable to trail her to her house. She noticed I was following her and she made me lose her."

My jaw clenched and my grip on the phone tightened. "Is all you do is give excuses?" I snapped.

"Calm down, Sir. Please, hear me out," he pleaded.

I exhaled, forcing myself to remain silent and let him continue.

"I was unable to follow her to her house as planned yesterday, but I managed to get the address of her restaurant."

"Her restaurant?" I repeated, my interest piqued.

"Yes, she's building her restaurant, and it's opening next week."

I sat up straight on the chair now. "Send me the address."

After the call ended, I reclined back on my chair, lost in thought. Arielle was not just back; she was setting up her own restaurant? Wow, this woman was just so full of surprises.

indicating the arrival of a message. It

cold feeling. Now that I have managed to get

the address staring at me like a dare I

me, stirred something complicated in my chest-pride

then the familiar fear gnawed at me

she even want

had the courage to recall that day, that cold finality in her voice as we signed the papers, the way she asked me to leave without a second thought. My heart clenched at the thought. I could already imagine her reaction if I showed up

probably slam the

a distant memory, buried beneath the layers of her new life? Sighing in resignation,

as I was hesitating, something

Below it, a call

What if I invested?

I needed. But what if... what if I could help her? What if, without knowing

was going to apply, but under a different name, keeping

dialed the number listed for

new restaurant," I said, keeping my tone

on the other end responded. "We can set up a meeting to discuss further. Can I get your

Gray," I said

"We'll be in touch to schedule

I returned to work afterward, waiting

to my look. I wanted to make a good impression and it had to start with my physical appearance. I wore a well tailored suit, adjusted my tie, and ensured my

with an elegant gold plated sign bearing the restaurant's name -"A and

parking lot was spacious, and the surrounding was

luminous lighting, expensive furnishings, and culinary artwork adorning the walls, but that

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