The CEO's Regret: Mommy's Return With Secret Triplets

ut, plunging the massive board

ght, her hands casually resting on the polished glass ta

avily beneath his expensive suit. For a long moment, neither of them spoke

is long strides ate up the floor until he was standi

was a low, dangerous gravel. It w

elf, Mr. Sterling. I have been in Europe, building a compan

d smell his familiar cologne cedarwood and something uniquely him. It ma

rk eyes searching hers frantically. "Five years. You

a whip. She stood up, her chair scraping loudly against the floor. S

for me? Did you suddenly feel bad after your guards dragged me through the mud? After

is eyes shattered, replaced by

bling slightly as if he wanted to touch her cheek just to prove she was real. "The necklace... the security footage...

she would have done anything for his touch. She woul

shield around her heart. She took a d

ch me," she

is jaw clenching so hard a

e back when you feel guilty." Zara picked up her sleek leather folder from the table. "I am here because my company is a

nto her space again. The possessive fire was back in his eyes. "

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f Zara's phone shatte

chest for a fraction of a second, but she quickly masked it. Lucian couldn't know. Not yet. If h

e phone into her pocket. She looked up at L

heading straight for the heavy oak doors. "Have your legal team review the terms.

t before she could turn it, Luc

lk into my city and act like we are nothing to each other, you are dea

r and walked out, leaving the billionaire