Rebirth Into My Second Chance

So, Max was Claude's uncle. It seemed like no one could dodge the Goodwin charm, not even the men in their family.

Max was all over Tracey just yesterday, putting on quite the show. Was that all for my benefit? And there they are, thick as thieves.

'Indeed, love's a rare find. Maybe it's just not in the cards for me. Or maybe, growing up without parents, I never learned what real love looked like.' I mocked myself.

The moment they showed up, the place was all reporters. "There he is, the man they call the business world's Grim Reaper, caught on camera at last!"

"Ever wondered why they call him the Grim Reaper? It's his no-nonsense approach that earned him the nickname."

"Snap as many shots as you can. It is front-page material."

"The guy's a mystery, no scandals, no nothing. After today, half the women in Crestview Metropolis will be falling over themselves for him. Money and looks? Deadly combo." "But dream on, ladies. The Hilton and the Goodwin families have joined at the hip for ages. They're a match made in heaven. Wealth, looks, you name it. The envy of us all." Everywhere I went, the buzz was all about Max.

A waiter handed me a bottle of water. I twisted it open, took a sip, and found a quiet corner to sit down, my eyes glued to the stage.

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question hung in the air,

that silence, Max coldly said, "Today, we announce the engagement's

by his side, blanched. The crowd was stunned, unsure what to make of