Trapped with My Billionaire Ex-Husband by Mariya Mercedes

Chapter 44

Chapter 44
BLAIRE
I was given clear instructions on what to do upon landing in New York. True to their words, as I emerged from the airport, my eyes caught sight of a man holding a placard with my name, standing beside a sleek black sedan.
“Miss Banks?” he uttered, his voice cutting through the bustling airport ambiance.
“Yes,” I replied, making my way towards him.
“Good evening, Miss Banks. I’m Fred, and I’ll be your designated driver for tonight.”
“Nice to meet you, Fred. I hope I didn’t cause any inconvenience to you,” I said, feeling a sense of gratitude for the seamless arrangements.
“Not at all, Miss Banks. This is my job, he responded with a warm smile.
“Please call me Blaire. Miss
of humor into the con is my mother, I chuckled, attempting to inject a bit
of humor into the conversation. The subtle exchange lightened the atmosphere as I stepped into the awaiting sedan, ready to navigate the nocturnal streets of New York, where the city lights danced in anticipation of the tales that awaited in this unfamiliar chapter of my life.
As Fred navigated the bustling streets of New York, I gazed out of the window, the city lights painting a vivid tapestry against the night sky. The hum of urban life echoed through the car, a stark contrast to the quietude I had grown accustomed to.
“Is this your first time in New York, Blaire?” Fred inquired, breaking the silence.

“Not really. But it’s been so long since I came here,” I replied, my voice carrying a blend of apprehension and anticipation.
“A lot of things change around here over the course of time. But most of it is for the better. I’m sure you’ll not get disappointed once you get a chance to tour around the city once again,” he assured with a reassuring smile.
As we neared the hotel, the towering structure illuminated against the cityscape, and I couldn’t help but marvel at the vastness of possibilities that lay before me. The car came to a halt, and Fred graciously assisted me with my bags.
“If you need anything during your stay, just let the hotel staff know. They’re here to make your stay comfortable,” Fred advised before bidding me goodnight.
Checking in, I found myself standing in the lobby, surrounded by the chic elegance of the hotel. The anticipation of meeting the team and showcasing my skills mingled with
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the nostalgia of being in a city that held both memories and uncharted territories.
Upon checking into my hotel, I was taken aback to see Isabelle approaching me. The clock had already ticked late into the night, so I hadn’t anticipated encountering her until the following morning.
“Blaire, welcome to New York!” Isabelle was greeted with genuine warmth, her eyes. reflecting a mix of excitement and sincerity.
“Isabelle, thank you. I didn’t expect to see you tonight,” I responded, a hint of surprise in my voice.
“I wanted to make sure you settled in comfortably,” Isabelle answered.
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“Oh, you don’t have to. I’m sure I can manage. I don’t want to be any more of a nuisance
or the company,” I said, expressing my gratitude but also hesitant not to impose.
“Don’t be silly, Blaire. The boss specifically told me to take care of you and make sure you get settled in,” Isabelle reassured, her tone conveying a sense of responsibility and genuine care.
I couldn’t help but feel a wave of gratitude at the thoughtfulness of the company’s support. Though I still don’t
I’m the applicant; I should el comfortable with her extra effort to accommodate me,
be the one k*ssing their as s, not the other way around. “I really appreciate your effort, Isabelle. But I do feel like this is too much,” I replied, suspecting that there’s something here that’s more than meets the
eye.
As we continued our conversation, Isabelle guided me through the intricacies of the hotel, highlighting the amenities and making sure I knew my way around.
My curiosity only intensified as our elevator ride continued, ascending to a level that surpassed my expectations. We reached the floor just below the penthouse, leaving me perplexed yet intrigued. Despite my confusion, I followed Isabelle, and the anticipation mounted until we halted in front of one of the few rooms that adorned the corridor.
My surprise deepened as Isabelle opened the door, revealing an elegant suite that greeted me as I stepped into the room. The opulence of the space was beyond what I had envisioned, with tasteful decor and luxurious furnishings adorning every corner.
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