Secret Admiration: Finding True Love After Prison

Chapter 747 Inviting Me Up

Max didn’t say another word. He just turned and walked straight into the company building.

Dante started to follow but was immediately blocked by Max’s bodyguards.

They formed a solid wall in front of him. Before leaving, Max had given clear instructions—Dante’s actions had already disrupted the company’s normal operations, and he didn’t want to see him anywhere near the premises again.

Back in Kingsdom, Dante was someone important. Wherever he went, people showed him respect. But in Havenbrook? That didn’t count for much.

The head of security stepped forward and warned him, “Mr. Paltrow, if you keep this up, we’ll have to call the police.”

The legal systems in Havenbrook and Kingsdom were

completely different. Dante clenched his jaw, unwilling to back down, but he had no choice.

His plan had been to stir up trouble, to make things so difficult for Anne at work that she’d have no choice but to leave. Once

that happened, she’d have no reason to stay in Havenbrook— and naturally, she’d come back with him.

As long as she returned to Kingsdom, he’d no longer be at a

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disadvantage. But clearly, that wasn’t going to work. If anything, it had only made Anne resent him more.

Months ago, Max had already declared war on him. At the time, Dante hadn’t taken him seriously. But now maybe he’d underestimated him all along.

The company trainees were practically nocturnal. Their reversed schedule meant that Anne’s work hours were pushed

back as well.

By 7:30 p.m., the last dance class of the day ended. Anne headed to the locker room, changed back into her own clothes, and prepared to grab something to eat.

Just as she stepped out, she saw Max standing right outside. She blinked, surprised. “Mr. Blunt? What are you doing here?”

Max’s deep, magnetic voice carried a hint of amusement. “Waiting for you.” Then he smiled and asked, “Would this beautiful lady do me the honor of joining me for dinner?”

He stood in the hallway, his eyes fixed on her, a small smile playing on his face. When Max smiled, there was something in his eyes–something deep and unreadable, yet strangely captivating.

Anne was momentarily stunned. For a second, something about his look–something unspoken–seemed to hit her right in the heart.

a few trainees were also leaving their

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were all sneaking glances at them, their eyes filled with curiosity and

tailored suit, effortlessly refined, exuding an air of calm confidence. The attention didn’t faze him in the slightest. Instead, he

it had a stellar reputation in the industry. Max, while strict in business, was surprisingly easygoing in private. He also maintained a good relationship with the artists under his

but they weren’t naive. They knew Max was just being polite. If they actually tagged along now, they’d be nothing more than third wheels. One

ahead.”

“Have a great night.” The group immediately

on the other hand, felt her

to her ears. The more she tried to explain,

out that comment, they

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earlier today–Max saying he wanted to chase her. And now,

dinner.

until she was sitting across from him at the restaurant that she realized something. Max was a man of action. Which, honestly, was better than those who just

conversation drifted to Dante. “Your ex–husband doesn’t seem ready to let

blunt. “He wants me to go back

“Guess that’s my fault for bringing you

but

don’t regret it. If I had to choose again,

to

now.

straight to the point. “Anne, the reason I brought you to Havenbrook was to

of juice when she heard that. And nearly choked. Her face turned bright

immediately grabbed a napkin and handed it to her.

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the other day,” he continued, his gaze steady, “I did it on purpose.”

wanted to leave something behind,” he said simply. “Even if I had to leave, at least you’d have something that reminded you of

me.”

her so directly before. And Max wasn’t even the type–he

like she should say something.

course,” he added casually, “I also had a plan B. If you had chosen not to come to Havenbrook, I would’ve given it six months. Maybe a year, at most. And then, I would’ve

With cultural and regional differences, moving into Kingsdom’s market would come with its own set of challenges. But he was already preparing for

moment before