Chapter 157

Chapter 157: Welcome Home, Mrs. Shaw

Angela POV

I rushed into Shaw Tower's lobby, my heart pounding against my ribs.

Most employees had already left for the evening, with only a few security personnel still at their posts-a small mercy, as I didn't want to be recognized by former colleagues.

Sean had taken my children-our children-directly from their school, and every minute that passed only intensified my anxiety.

At least it was after hours. I wouldn't have to face curious stares from former colleagues who might recognize me. Five years had passed since I'd last walked these halls as Mrs. Sean Shaw, and I had no desire to resurrect those memories now.

"Good evening," I said to the receptionist, forcing my voice to remain steady. "I need to speak with Thomas Smith."

The young woman glanced up from her computer, offering a polite smile. "I'm sorry, ma'am, but Thomas has already left for the day."

"He's gone? What about Sean Shaw? Is he still in his office?"

Her brow furrowed slightly at my informal use of her boss's name. “Mr. Shaw hasn't been in the office this afternoon. Thomas left about ten minutes ago."

A cold knot formed in my stomach. Sean hadn't been in the office? Where had he taken my children?

I stepped away from the desk, pulling out my phone. Something felt wrong— deeply, irrevocably wrong. Sean picking up the children without warning was one thing, but disappearing with them was quite another.

Thomas answered on the third ring, his voice cautious. "Ms. Wilson?"

"I need to find Sean," I said without preamble.

"Mr. Shaw?" There was a slight hesitation in his voice. "He's not with me at the moment.

Is there something urgent you need to discuss with him? Perhaps you could try

his

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personal number?"

He's not

surprise evident in his

where he is?" I

the office

his executive assistant, and you don't

Does that make any sense

Silence stretched between us.

If you won't tell me, I'll find him

his residence?" Thomas asked quickly.

moved after the divorce. He no longer

you like his new

thought struck

space, curating every detail with

have been a major

tersely. "Text

Thomas sent brought me to

I approached

ma'am. May

need to see Sean Shaw,"

doorman's expression remained professionally neutral. "I'm sorry,

requires pre-authorization for visitors. Do you

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this is

he shook his head. "I apologize,

away, frustration mounting as I dialed Thomas

to the curb. He emerged

please allow me to escort you

I nodded, following him into

the elevator to the penthouse floor, I studied Thomas's profile. His nervousness suggested he might not be fully informed about Sean's plans regarding the children. Still, I

tousled my dark hair during my wait outside, and I brushed it back impatiently, my

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