Chapter 87

At one of Vancouver's most renowned salons, Cathy Black reclined beneath

gentle hands, savoring the soothing rhythm of a facial massage.

The air was sweet with lavender and rosewater, calming her senses, until her smartwatch buzzed insistently, yanking her from blissful repose.

She opened her eyes, annoyance already sparking beneath her lids.

"Yes?" she snapped, answering the call.

"Madame Black, it's Jacqueline, Mr. Charles's secretary," came the crisp voice on the other end.

Cathy exhaled, impatience bleeding into every word. "Well?"

"Mr. Charles has invited Sophia Lancaster to his office and ordered me away from my desk," Jacqueline said.

Cathy's face went cold at the mention of that name.

"Sophia Lancaster," she repeated, as if testing the flavor of it on her tongue.

The esthetician, still smoothing delicate creams over Cathy's face, tried to soften the moment.

"She's the most celebrated beauty in Vancouver," she offered quietly.

"A famous model, back in the day."

Cathy's body tensed as if struck by a live wire.

In a sudden rage, she bolted upright, knocking the esthetician off balance.

Her open palm connected sharply with the woman's cheek, sending the poor girl sprawling onto the floor.

A collective gasp choked the air.

The manager hurried forward, bowing deeply.

"Please, Madame Black," he pleaded, voice trembling.

"She meant no harm."

"Just clean my face," Cathy ordered coldly.

Then, turning her attention to the bodyguard stationed in the corner, she barked, "Bernard, ready the car. We're going to my husband's office immediately-no excuses, no delays."

Bernard inclined his head and reached for his phone.

"Yes, madame."

his voice, he added into the receiver, "The madame

***

Inside Charles Cole's office.

his desk, heart hammering in his chest, perspiration coating his

a charming young man

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he met Cathy Black. Everything changed the day he

was no ordinary woman; she was the younger sister of Bruno Black, who ran the

at her fingertips, Cathy served as the

on advancing himself, had charmed Cathy into channeling millions from the syndicate's coffers

to refuse. She gave him a cool smile and left without

upside down over a river, with

said, voice devoid

that moment on, Charles's life was no longer his

measure, yet

Cathy was

protest, he ended up with both arms and

saying haunted him like a cruel

muttered under his

startled

a quick

he said too fast. "Just

across from him sat

beauty was legendary and her

closely, noting the subtle signs that the sleeping drug

hold.

grow heavy, her voice would slow, and then,

his desk,

of marriage to Cathy Black had turned him into

word belonged in

even be near another woman without risking

was in his own hand, caressing his manhood, immersed in a world of alluring videos and images of

he had once admired from afar- admired so intensely had used

had her here, in the

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have what I've only ever dared to imagine.' Sophia's voice, still steady,

the loan was taken by Chris Roland. My company is liable. Now that

Charles nodded too eagerly.

problem," he said,

watched relief bloom across her face as she rose

said, warmth

as she took a step, her

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