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.

didn’t wait for her to finish—he was

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

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

Brian had no interest in witnessing. Letting out a disdainful scoff, he turned to

ride back,

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

replied calmly. Rachel was committed to seeing this project

thick in his tone. “My grandma’s 80th birthday is in just over ten days. You’d better

be there,” she

muttered. “I hope

conversation they had for

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

Jeffrey in, an idea suddenly came to her. Without

A soft

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

Rachel almost mistook him

The name slipped out before Rachel

into view,

an eyebrow. “What did you

What are you doing here?” she

would rain tonight, and Samira mentioned you were

just wrapped up my sketches.

“It’s no trouble. I’ll wait for you. I’m not sleepy, so if you need anything, just say

“Alright then.”

at it for another hour before finally

done. Let’s go,” she called, but got no

she found Trey slumped over the desk, fast asleep. A pang of guilt tugged at her, and after a moment of hesitation,

up,” she said softly, giving his shoulder

blinked groggily, rubbing his eyes before flashing her a sleepy

for keeping me company

a pleasure to

they stepped outside, a chilly breeze

hugging herself

thought, Trey shrugged off his coat and draped it

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

didn’t argue

at him, gratitude shining