The Billionaire's Mistake

MISTAKE 60

Chapter 60: A mother

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Chapter 60: A mother

Anya hesitated for a moment, the thought of leaving everything behind weighing heavily on her mind. But when she thought about the dangers of staying here, she knew that there was no other choice. "Okay," she said finally, her voice filled with resignation. "Let's go.

With that, Daniel sprang into action, helping Anya gather her belongings and pack them into his car. He moved with a sense of urgency, his determination to keep her safe evident in movement.

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As they drove to the airport, Anya couldn't shake the feeling of unease that gnawed at her insides. But with Daniel by her side, she felt a sense of reassurance and comfort that she hadn't felt in days.

When they arrived at the airport, Daniel led Anya to his private jet, where they boarded and settled into their seats. As the plane took off into the sky, Anya couldn't help but feel a sense of relief wash over her.

For the first time in what felt like forever, she allowed herself to relax, knowing that she was safe and protected in the arms of the man she loved. And as they flew towards New York City, she couldn't help but feel a glimmer of hope flicker to life within her heart, knowing that no matter what challenges lay ahead, they would face them together, hand in hand.

As the private jet descended towards New York City, Anya's heart fluttered with a mixture of anxiety and relief. The events of the past few days had left her feeling emotionally drained and physically exhausted, but the thought of returning to New York City, to Daniel's family home, brought her a sense of comfort and solace that she desperately needed.

As they touched down on the tarmac, Anya's hand found its way into Daniel's, seeking the reassurance of his touch. He squeezed her hand gently, offering her a small smile of encouragement as they came down from the plane and made their way towards the awaiting

car.

The drive to Daniel's family home was a blur of winding roads and lush countryside, the scenery passing by in a blur as Anya's mind raced with a thousand thoughts and emotions. But as they pulled up to the familiar driveway of the sprawling estate, a sense of calm washed over her, like coming home after a long journey.

her back. He rang the doorbell, and after a few moments, the door swung

him aside and enveloping Anya in a

lump form in her throat as she looked into Mrs. Shaw's kind eyes; it was as though her mother had asked her for a hug. "Anya," she managed to choke out, her voice trembling

had come over her. Maybe she had just missed her mother too much. She wanted to try really hard. She could not process why Wendy, who had never cared about her

her touch gentle and comforting. "There, there, my dear," she said softly. "You're

into the warmth of the family home, this was a place she dreaded. Anya could

off the main hall, where a fire crackled merrily in the fireplace and plush armchairs beckoned invitingly. "Why don't you make yourself comfortable, dear?" Wendy suggested, gesturing towards one of the armchairs. "I'll make

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heavy with the weight of her emotions. She couldn't hold back the tears any longer, and they spilled down her cheeks

a tray of tea and biscuits, her face filled with concern as she noticed Anya's tears. "Oh, my dear," she murmured, setting the tray down on the coffee table before kneeling beside Anya's

just... everything," she managed to say,

out and took Anya's hand in hers, her touch warm and comforting "You're not alone, dear," she said softly. "You're a part of our family now, and we'll do whatever it takes to

than to rush in and comfort her, to hold her in his arms and chase

ease and for her heart to find peace once more, knowing that he

her laptop illuminating the dimly lit room. The

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her work and made her

is given;

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is she rich? How much is her painting sold for

is rich, couldn't she reject them before they arranged

they had already made a lot

back,