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.

to finish—he was already making his way

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

beside her, looking up. The sunlight hit his

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

back,

before boarding his flight, he stopped, pulled out his phone, and called Rachel.

calmly. Rachel was committed to seeing

out, frustration thick in his tone. “My grandma’s 80th

there,” she assured

hope you

was the last conversation they had

every ounce of her energy to

to her. Without wasting time,

A soft drizzle had begun outside, its steady

of a door creaking open made her heart skip a beat. She spun around on reflex, only to find Trey walking in, wearing a

split second, Rachel almost mistook him for someone

out before Rachel could stop

into view,

raised an eyebrow. “What did you

you doing here?”

rain tonight, and Samira mentioned you were here alone. I thought

the clock, feeling a bit sheepish. “I just wrapped up my sketches. I wanted to work while the ideas

smile put her at ease. “It’s no trouble. I’ll wait for you. I’m not

“Alright then.”

kept at it for another hour before finally putting her

I’m done. Let’s go,” she

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

up,” she said softly, giving his shoulder

before flashing

for keeping

always a pleasure to

stepped outside, a chilly breeze swept

shivered, instinctively hugging herself for

thought, Trey shrugged off his coat and draped

down. “I can handle the cold. You’re the one holding the team together—what would we do if

didn’t argue this

gratitude shining in her eyes.