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CHAPTER 40
-Zara’s POV~
The next morning I was shocked to discover Snow never returned home that night. Had his rage led him
to seek women’s comfort outside, or was I
overthinking?
I pushed the thought of family and Snow out of my mind and immediately got prepared for my day.
I picked up my phone, my eyes catching the missed call notification from my parents. I closed the phone screen, dropped it in my bag and walked out. Just as I went down for breakfast before heading to the
company, the front door opened with Snow standing at the doorway.
My feet halted, lips slightly opened as I stared at not Snow but the lady in a wheelchair with similar features
as Storm.
My gaze darted back to Snow, hoping for a tad bit of
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explanation when the hurried sound of footsteps
broke our contact as Storm’s chirpy voice echoed from
behind me.
“Mum? Mum!”
‘Fuck!‘
His little footsteps landed on the stairs as he pushed past me, and straight into his mother’s hands he went.
I remained frozen, my eyes darting between the emotional moments of little Storm and Snow, who stood watching and not saying anything.
I was tempted to speak. To say anything but I did not want to seem hurt. Instead, I chose the next best
thing.
Tucking my hair behind my ear, I smiled at Storm, who glanced at me briefly before burning his face in his mother’s shoulder, then walked off to the dining
room.
As much as I didn’t want to see Snow, I couldn’t leave through the front door, seeing as they made it their spot. Neither did I want to be seen taking the back
door.
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My appetite was ruined, but I gobbled down some
grapes, asked one of the maids to package some of the tasty looking fruits for me, and headed out when I felt
the coast was clear.
Unlike before when I rode in one of Snow’s cars with
one of the drivers driving me, this time I already texted Ella, asking her to bring my car to Snow’s house.
The shock on Ella’s face when I stepped out of the house and towards her was priceless. For a minute, I completely forgot my anger and laughed at her awestruck look.
. “Hello, bestie.”
“Shut up…” Ella exaggerated with a wave as she rushed to hug me, but I knew there was more. “You fucking landed a bloody jackpot, bae. This is huge.”
“Yeah, too bad his attention ain’t on me,” I mumbled. “Anyways, in one year this would be all over.”
My downcast mood got to Ella pretty quickly. Her eyes raked over my face, her fingers holding my shoulders in place. “What went wrong? How did you quench that spark between you too?”
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Within a minute, a series of questions flew from Ella’s lips, making my head churn.
I shook her off and entered the driver’s seat, leaving her standing there.
When my car came to life, Ella blinked before rushing in. “Hey,” she called out while strapping her seat belt.
“You want to talk about it?”
“No. Just know, he has someone else and like every
other flee scumbag, I messed up.”
Thankfully Ella fell silent till I dropped her off at home and headed to work. The morning went like every other day and by 9, we were informed Snow wasn’t coming to the company.
Great. I had peace of mind.
With Marcus dragging his feet on the deal, I decided to shift gears. If Marcus was proving to be a pain, I needed another option. Fast
I scrolled through my notes and contacts, hunting for someone who could rival Marcus in the industry. That’s when I found him–Andrew Blake.
Younger, sharper and known for closing deals quicker
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than anyone else. If I could get him on board, maybe Snow wouldn’t need Marcus at all and Ivan, God help
that bastard.
Picking up the phone, I dialled the number listed for Blake Industries. My fingers drummed nervously on
the desk as I waited.
“Blake Industries. How may I direct your call?” came
the sweet voice.
I straightened in my chair, pushing aside the lingering anger from the morning. “This is Zara Zephyr from Aurora Conglomerate Inc. I’d like to speak with Mr. Andrew Blake about a potential collaboration.”
There was a brief pause, followed by the soft clicking of keys on a keyboard. “One moment, please. I’ll transfer you to Mr. Blake’s assistant.”
I waited, scanned my notes, holding my breath. “Good day. Mr. Blake’s office.”
I greeted and explained my request again and waited. “Alright. Mr. Blake can meet with you at 3 p.m. Does that work for you?”
Perfect timing. Just enough time to finalize my
presentation. “Yes. 3 p.m. is great. Thank you.”
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I hung up, releasing my breath. I finally had something to focus on besides Snow’s cryptic behaviour.
Maybe this deal would bring Sniw and me on a levelled ground. An hour passed and I remained neck deep in my presentation, editing things to suit Blake
Industries‘ taste, when a knock at the door interrupted
me.a
“Zara,” Snow’s secretary poked her head in, looking a bit hesitant. “There’s someone here to see you. He says
he’s from… Blake Industries.”
I blinked in surprise. “Already?” I glanced at the clock-
3 p.m. was still hours away.
The secretary mirrored my confusion. “Yes, but he insisted it was urgent.”
I sighed, pushing my chair back and standing up. “Alright, send him in.”
To my surprise, Andrew Blake himself walked in. Tall, confident, with sharp features and an easy smile that instantly put me on edge. I stood up to greet him.
“Mr. Blake,” I said, extending my hand, “I wasn’t expecting you at all, let alone this early. We had a
meeting set for later this ofte
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“I like to handle things quickly,” he replied, shaking my hand firmly. “I had some free time and thought, why not since I was driving through? Let’s see if we can get something going sooner.”
His directness caught me off guard, but I couldn’t help but admire his proactive attitude.
As we sat down, I launched into my pitch, explaining
Aurora’s vision and what we needed. Blake listened
intently, asking the occasional question, but he seemed intrigued.
Just as I felt like I was gaining traction, the door swung open–hard. My head snapped up and there he was— Snow, his eyes locked on Blake with a deadly calm that sent a shiver down my spine.
‘Oh shit!‘
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