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.

wait for her to finish—he was

chair, her posture slightly slumped, likely from discomfort. Her long hair draped over her shoulder, and her face

looking up. The sunlight hit his

Brian had no interest in witnessing. Letting out a disdainful

back,

his flight, he stopped, pulled out his phone, and called Rachel. His voice was firm. “This

I appreciate it, though,” she replied calmly. Rachel was committed

tone. “My grandma’s 80th

there,” she

about that,” he muttered. “I hope

the last conversation they had for an entire

ounce of her energy to it. She churned out design after design,

after tucking Jeffrey in, an idea suddenly came to her.

time she was done sketching, the sun was almost rising. A soft drizzle had begun outside, its steady rhythm tapping against

a door creaking open made her heart skip a beat. She spun around on reflex, only to find Trey walking in, wearing a gray coat. His tall frame and broad shoulders bore a strong resemblance

split second, Rachel almost

slipped out before Rachel

into

raised an eyebrow. “What did you just

here?” she asked, brushing

and Samira mentioned you were here alone. I thought I’d check

a bit sheepish. “I just wrapped up my sketches. I

for you. I’m not sleepy, so

“Alright then.”

it for another hour

Let’s go,” she

guilt tugged at her, and after a moment of hesitation, she decided he’d be more

said softly, giving his shoulder

rubbing his eyes before flashing her a sleepy

Thanks for keeping me company

a pleasure to

they stepped outside, a chilly breeze swept

instinctively hugging herself for

shrugged off his coat and draped it over her

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

didn’t argue this

gratitude shining in