Rebirth Into My Second Chance

Chapter 226

When I got back to the Hilton family mansion, Max practically swept me off my feet and carried me inside, and I hadn't even put on my shoes. There I was, my bare feet dangling in the air, feeling utterly embarrassed. I buried my face in Max's chest, seeking some comfort in the warmth. And then Helen, ever the attentive one, came jogging over, saying, "Mr. Hilton, the bath in your room is ready, and I've added the rose petals Ms. Claire likes."

I was so shy, I wished I could just vanish right then and there.

When on earth had Max planned all this?

"Max, I'd like to bathe alone," I said, wriggling out of his arms. He didn't insist, just gently set me down.

Just then, his new chauffeur walked in, maintaining a respectful distance, and reported, "Mr. Hilton, you left your phone in the car. Brought it over for you. Also, there was an incoming call."

Max acknowledged with a nod, taking the phone before disappearing into his study.

As I turned to head into his bedroom-a place I hadn't entered before since I was always assigned a different room-it hit me just how lavish everything was. The décor was all rich mahogany, the floors were intricately patterned with herringbone parquet, and the ceiling was a masterpiece of craftsmanship.

a walk-in wardrobe, was something most people could only dream

him. He's just been waiting for

the situation

the detective bureau, I'd thought I was closing in on Tracie, only to have Ronald suggest it might be a smokescreen by Richard. My sorrow had quickly

my moves, or perhaps he knew all

the bathroom, I was taken aback by the sheer size of the bathtub alone, a

contrast to my days in

Haven of Hope Orphanage

the tub, leaning against the edge, it hit me just how well Richard had

in a light, white silk pajama set, with one button undone at the collar, revealing a

pursed my lips, knowing full well

usually stern demeanor, he had his

some flower-scented water, gently pouring it over

It could throw Richard off, make him think you and I are on the outs It might lower his guard, allow me to get closer," I suggested, the words barely out before I saw Max freeze, his hand pausing