Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 47

Chapter 47:

Rachel cast a disinterested glance in Brian’s direction. “It’s business. You wouldn’t want to keep everyone waiting, would you?”

Brian’s demeanor turned icy. “That’s it? That’s all you’ve got to say?” he snapped.

“You really shouldn’t be late,” Rachel replied, her voice cool and detached.

“Can’t wait to get rid of me, huh? Afraid your intern might catch us?” Brian retorted, his words slicing through the silence like sharp blades.

Rachel had no desire to argue, nor did she see the point in justifying herself. “Believe whatever you want.”

Brian let out a dry chuckle before turning and walking away, leaving Rachel staring at his back as he disappeared.

During the entire meeting, Brian’s expression was so cold that it made everyone uneasy. The tension in the room was thick, and no one dared to breathe too loudly. Even Ronald chose his words carefully, not wanting to set Brian off.

When the meeting finally wrapped up, he gathered his nerve and said, “Mr. White, I think Ms. Marsh might have gotten the wrong idea.”

“What do you mean?” Brian asked.

“You traveled all this way out of concern for her, but when you spoke to her, you made it sound like the meeting was your main reason for coming, and she was just an afterthought.”

Brian stilled for a moment, his face giving nothing away. After a brief silence, he looked at Ronald. “Are you saying she’s upset?”

Ronald thought for a second before responding, “She didn’t say it outright, but I could tell. She was probably hoping you’d come just for her.”

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“Where is she?” Brian asked without hesitation.

Ronald immediately gave him the address.

They pulled up to the location just as noon approached.

“Mr. White!” Samira shot to her feet, visibly startled by Brian’s unannounced arrival.

Brian’s cold gaze flickered toward the table laden with food before cutting to Samira. “Where’s Rachel?” he demanded.

“She wasn’t feeling great, so Trey took her out for some fresh air,” Samira answered, her voice carrying a nervous edge.

her to finish—he was already making

sat in a hanging chair, her posture slightly slumped, likely from

crouched beside her, looking up. The sunlight hit his sharp features, making him stand out even

the sight before him was one Brian had no interest in witnessing. Letting out a disdainful

back, he

out his phone, and called Rachel. His voice was firm.

calmly. Rachel was committed to seeing this project

his tone. “My grandma’s 80th birthday is

there,” she assured

see about that,” he muttered. “I hope you don’t go back on

conversation

energy to it. She churned out design after

to her. Without wasting time, she grabbed a cab to the branch

she was done sketching, the sun was almost rising. A soft drizzle had begun outside, its

a beat. She spun around on reflex, only to find Trey walking in, wearing a gray coat.

a split second, Rachel almost mistook him for

The name slipped out

Trey’s face came into view, reality quickly

raised an eyebrow. “What did you

What are you doing here?” she asked,

Samira mentioned you were here

glanced at the clock, feeling a bit sheepish. “I just wrapped up my sketches. I wanted to

no trouble. I’ll wait for you. I’m not sleepy,

“Alright then.”

at it for another hour before finally putting her pen

Let’s go,” she

over the desk, fast asleep. A pang of guilt tugged at her, and after

up,” she said softly, giving his shoulder

blinked groggily, rubbing his eyes before flashing

for keeping me

always a pleasure to

a chilly

shivered, instinctively hugging

thought, Trey shrugged off his coat and draped it over her

her hands down. “I can handle the cold. You’re the one

didn’t argue this

gratitude shining in