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Chapter 93
~Zara’s POV~
I was glad Snow hadn’t figured out what was going on.
As soon as we finished our coffee, I excused myself, ntioning I needed to freshen up and prepare for the office. Snow barely nodded, distracted as he muttered sothing about having his own business to attend to before arriving at the company.
Relieved, I slipped away and headed straight for my room. With Storm not yet back with his mother, the house was pretty much quiet. After having my bath, I quickly dressed and gathered my things before leaving the apartnt.
I forced my focus on the day ahead, my mind cycling through the loose ends that still nagged at —especially Ivan. He was too quiet lately, and with no word from Marcus Deveareux, I was certain Ivan was waiting, watching for the perfect mont to strike.
After arriving at the company, I made my way to Hunk, our Vice CEO. I spent nearly an hour discussing the final details of our project and receiving his approval.
My next stop was Andrew Blake’s company. Bracing myself, I walked to the front of Snow’s office to inform his secretary that I was on site before making my way out.
The drive to Blake Enterprises was surprisingly brief. The mont I arrived, one of his assistants led directly to Andrew’s office, her efficiency reflecting the precision I’d co to associate with him.
Stepping in, I found him focused, typing on his laptop. He glanced up as I entered, a smile softening his typically sharp features.
"Zara," he greeted warmly, standing up. "Please, co in. Thanks, Cassie, that’ll be all for now," he added to his assistant, who promptly left, closing the door softly behind her.
"Thank you for seeing , Mr. Blake," I replied as he motioned to sit, trying to keep the conversation strictly professional. "I thought it best we discuss the tiline, especially since we’re nearing the final stages of negotiation. I do hope to push the signing by a day to ensure the availability of Mr. Zephyr."
Andrew’s smile didn’t waver. "Straight to business, I see. Efficient as always."
I gave a curt nod, outlining the agenda and watching as he listened, his eyes narrowing slightly as he followed my every word. Once I’d finished, he answered each point, his tone crisp and asured, giving nothing away.
As he wrapped up, a small pause lingered between us. I watched as he closed his laptop, stood, and walked around his desk until he was leaning casually against the edge, his gaze never leaving mine.
"Zara," he began, his voice a little softer. "How are things outside of work? You seem... different. Is everything okay?"
Caught off guard, I hesitated, brushing his question off with a vague smile. "Just busy. You know how these projects can be."
Andrew’s eyes sharpened as he crossed his arms. "Busy, sure. But sothing tells there’s more to it than that."
He waited a mont, then continued, his voice dropping to a lower, almost concerned tone.
"Okay then, I’ll hit the nail on the head for you. What do you intend to do about your ex, Zara? He seems to have you and your entire family backed into a corner."
I felt the blood drain from my face. Shock flared in my eyes as my heartbeat increased, and I barely managed to form a question. "How... how do you know about that?"
Andrew sighed, offering a slight smile. "You might have accidentally let in on the situation when we last spoke. Seems you forgot to hang up after our call ended."
"And you eavesdropped?"
He must have sensed how angry I got. I had a right to be. It was sothing personal I hadn’t even told Snow about.
Snow.
My anger dissipated a bit at the ntion of his na. Why did I feel the need to tell him? We...
I sighed shutting my eyes briefly. Once I opened them, I released the breath I’d been holding in.
Yet, my stomach twisted as I raked a hand through my hair and stood, pacing toward the window, trying to process this new vulnerability.
The last thing I needed was for anyone else to be entangled in my family’s ss, and yet here was Andrew, calm, collected, and alarmingly aware.
Before I could gather my thoughts, I felt his hand on my arm, stopping . "Wait, Zara," he said, his voice steady. "I’m not here to make things harder for you. Quite the opposite."
I turned, eyes searching his face for any hint of judgnt, but found none. "And what exactly do you an by that?"
Andrew straightened, his grip loosening slightly as he gestured for to sit back down. "I’ve already started looking into it, Zara. I have people gathering information, tracking down every docunt, and every na involved. We’ll have the evidence soon enough. And when we do, I’ll make sure Ivan has no room to manoeuvre."
I blinked, absorbing his words as they sank in. "You’re... serious? You’d take him to court?"
He nodded firmly. "We’ll have enough to file a solid case. People like Ivan—they thrive on fear and control, and he’s counting on the fact that you won’t take action. But you don’t have to handle this alone, Zara."
The weight of his words settled over , a strange mix of relief and disbelief coursing through . For once, soone was willing to fight alongside , and it felt... unfamiliar, but reassuring.
"Thank you, Andrew," I murmured. I hadn’t expected this kind of support, and though I still wasn’t entirely convinced that I could trust him, his calm confidence made feel like maybe, just maybe, there was a way out of this.
Andrew’s expression softened as he held my gaze. "It’s the least I can do. And rember Zara—if you need anything, even if it’s just to vent, I’m here."
I nodded, fully turning and finally offering him a genuine smile, sothing that felt rare and welco. "I appreciate it. Truly."
"Sure."
"Thanks. I better be on my way now."
"Yes."
With a final nod, Andrew watched as I left his office, his steady presence lingering in my mind. Maybe, with his help, I could finally get out from under Ivan’s grasp once and for all.
And for the first ti in a long ti, the prospect didn’t seem like a distant fantasy.
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