She had Vincent, it was true. He was secured, predictable\u2013no longer a challenge.\u00a0<\/p>\n
57\u00a0<\/p>\n
Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
Compared to the settled certainty he represented, Sabrina now found herself more drawn to the elusive attention of men like Damian and Nolan.\u00a0<\/p>\n
For her, a constant cycle of new conquests was the only thing that could briefly fill the persistent void inside.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Lost in these thoughts, she barely registered Vincent stepping out of the car.\u00a0<\/p>\n
He walked toward her and stopped, close enough to pull her from her reverie. \u201cSabrina? Is everything alright?\u201d he asked, a note of concern in his voice. \u201cDid the research hit a snag?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sabrina blinked, refocusing. She turned her face to his. Though his features were handsomely sharp, in that moment, she felt an unexpected weariness just looking at him.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Still, she manufactured a reply. \u201cNo, Vincent. The research went perfectly. You really don\u2019t need to worry.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Hearing this, he seemed to relax. He took the small bag from her hand. \u201cVanessa\u2019s missed you these past few days. Keeps asking for you.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Just the mention of the child\u2019s name sent a ripple of distaste through Sabrina.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Yet, a faint, practiced smile stayed on her lips. \u201cMy work has kept me so busy. I\u2019ve neglected her.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent\u2019s gaze lingered on her, a hint of something petulant entering his tone. \u201cIt\u2019s not just her you\u2019ve been neglecting, is it?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Sabrina caught his meaning then. Seeing this flicker of jealousy, a petty sense of satisfaction sparked within her.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She looked up at him, reached out, and gently traced the line of his jaw. \u201cI\u2019m sorry,\u201d she murmured. \u201cI\u2019ve neglected you, too.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent shook his head slowly, a faint smile finally touching his lips. \u201cSo? How are you going to\u00a0<\/p>\n
make it\u00a0<\/p>\n
up\u00a0<\/p>\n
to me?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The old, familiar pull of his attention stirred something in her. She rose onto her toes and pressed a soft kiss to his cheek.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Vincent seemed unsatisfied. A deeper intensity colored his gaze. \u201cIs that all?\u201d he asked, his voice low.\u00a0<\/p>\n
The implication was clear. Sabrina felt a blush warm her cheeks. She affected shyness. \u201cWhat else did you have in mind?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The morning mist had left tiny droplets in her hair. Her upturned face held a coy smile, her eyes sparkling like they held starlight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing her like this, charming and alluring, Vincent chuckled softly. Then his expression grew more serious. \u201cHave you thought any more\u2026 about having a child?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The question wiped the smile clean from Sabrina\u2019s face.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Her expression darkened instantly. She frowned, searching his eyes. \u201cYou said it was too dangerous for me. That you wouldn\u2019t risk my health for it.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cI know I did,\u201d Vincent conceded, his voice dropping to a near\u2013whisper.\u00a0<\/p>\n
But Sabrina\u2019s unease grew. \u201cVincent\u2026 do you still want a son?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
He reached up and gently stroked her cheek. \u201cIt\u2019s not that. It\u2019s just\u2026 Grandfather has been bringing it up more frequently lately.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cAnd?\u201d Sabrina pressed, her voice tight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent looked down at her, his tone deceptively gentle. \u201cLet\u2019s just\u2026 see what happens. No pressure.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
The words sent a jolt of alarm through Sabrina\u2019s core.\u00a0<\/p>\n
She didn\u2019t argue further. Instead, she claimed exhaustion and hunger, asking Vincent to simply\u00a0<\/p>\n
take her home.\u00a0<\/p>\n
During the drive, she closed her eyes and feigned sleep.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Vincent, for his part, drove in silence.\u00a0<\/p>\n
*****\u00a0<\/p>\n
At Theron Manor, Scarlett slept deeply and didn\u2019t stir until half\u2013past eight.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Given her recent health, she had requested medical leave. Her department head had been reluctant, even hinting at impacts on her performance review, but Scarlett had stood her ground. Her recovery was non\u2013negotiable.\u00a0<\/p>\n
After waking, she lay in bed for a while, idly scrolling through her phone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
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Finished\u00a0<\/p>\n
A piece of trending news suddenly popped up on her feed.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cRivergate Tycoon\u2019s Street Romance With Girlfriend.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Beneath the sensational headline was an even more glaring photo.\u00a0<\/p>\n
It showed Sabrina, standing on her toes, planting a kiss on Vincent\u2019s cheek.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Seeing the image, Scarlett\u2019s fingers involuntarily tightened around her phone.\u00a0<\/p>\n
A second later, the device buzzed with an incoming video call. It was Claire.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett answered immediately. On the screen, Claire was carefully styling her hair.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cHow are you holding up?\u201d Claire asked, her focus split between the conversation and her reflection. \u201cFeeling any better?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cMuch better, thanks,\u201d Scarlett replied, managing a small smile.\u00a0<\/p>\n
\u201cGood,\u201d Claire said, sounding genuinely relieved.\u00a0<\/p>\n
Noticing the unusual care Claire was taking with her appearance, Scarlett teased, \u201cAll this effort\u2026 do you have a date?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Claire paused her styling, then gave a single, decisive nod. \u201cMaybe.\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
Scarlett was taken aback for a moment. Then, a sudden realization dawned on her. \u201cWait\u2026 did things actually work out with that guy from last time?\u201d\u00a0<\/p>\n
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