Too late for a second chance (Lila and Dorian)

Cole glanced at the latest news and reported to Kieran in the president's office, high up on the top floor of Morgan Group Headquarters. "Madam did visit the hospital that day, but according to the surveillance footage, she only stayed for about 20 minutes."

Kieran remained silent, his eyes lowered in contemplation. Cole paused as it hit him that the timing matched when the earthquake hit Portmere. Was the president feeling jealous?

After a brief hesitation, he cautiously added, "Mr. Morgan, I'm sure Madam has her own reasons. she believed that you'd be alright. I'll be blunt-if something had really happened to you, honestly, she might've followed you to the end. I—"

Before he could finish, Kieran's sharp gaze snapped up. "Are you that free?"

Cole instantly straightened up. "No, no! I've got plenty of work to do. I'll get on it!"

Without wasting a second, he bolted from the office, muttering inwardly, "The president is obviously head over heels for his wife. He won't even let anyone badmouth her. So, why did he look into all this? They're married, so what's the worst that could happen—a divorce? If he doesn't like Matthew, he could just send him off somewhere else. Matthew's his artist, after all."

Kieran sat for a bit, then grabbed his coat and left. "Love truly makes fools of us all," he brooded.

Meanwhile, Lila and Amelia were sitting side by side, with Xyla sitting across from them at the café.

"I need a small favor from you two. Honestly, I don't know why, but Vince is always so cold to me. I've known him for quite a while, and I know you're part of his circle. So, could you help me out? Maybe give me some tips to win him over."

moment she mentioned "help", Lila had a feeling it was about Vince—after all, they weren't exactly friends. But she hadn't expected

chuckled. "Ms. Zimmerman, I'm afraid we can't help you with that.

him for so long. How are you not close?" Xyla blinked, genuinely surprised. Deep down, she wondered if they just didn't want to help her,

be polite to accuse them of withholding information—especially when she was the one asking

coffee. "You

Vince dotes on her. If I bother her and she complains, he'll

before Xyla managed a weak smile. "Forget it. I'll figure something out. sorry for bothering you two. I'll pick out some outfits from my boutique and send them to you as

smiled politely. "That's really not necessary. We didn't actually help you

stole a quick

who seemed a little distracted. After a beat, she

known Vince

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there been no progress

pondered for a moment before

me out for dinner, to the movies, fireworks shows and even shopping. We're familiar enough on paper. But when

was evident. Lila offered a polite, comforting nod. "Maybe he's just the reserved type. Quiet people can come