CHAPTER 587. FIGHT FOR YOU. LimitsLeaving the restaurant wasn’t the issue. The problem was doing so with a wall of frustration named Kyle in front of her.“Hey, Adriana… Adriana, wait…”“Not now, Kyle. I have to get back to the office,” she replied in a tone so icy that the fighter blocked her path.“Now, yes! Look, I didn’t want this to happen…”“And what exactly *did* you want?” she hissed. “To make my life easier, let me work, respect the space I have with my clients—was that your plan?” she asked sarcastically. “Or did you just wipe your ass with what I told you this morning and decide to show up ‘by coincidence’ at a professional meeting that had nothing to do with you?”“I didn’t think it would turn out this way! We were just talking, and he twisted everything I said…!” Kyle tried to defend himself, but Adriana was too furious.“That’s precisely the problem! You don’t think!” she snapped. “I don’t know if you’re used to doing whatever you want without caring about the impact on
CHAPTER 588. FIGHT FOR YOU. The Biggest MistakeAdriana’s heart was pounding wildly in her chest as she felt the elevator's emergency brakes intermittently engaging and disengaging, as if a giant child were playing with it or as if the elevator was about to break free and plunge down.She couldn’t even begin to describe the fear she felt, or the despair that took hold of her as she realized that if the elevator fell more than thirty floors, the impact would surely kill her.“Please, answer…! Answer!” she sobbed desperately, while a new jolt slammed her against the glass wall, and she felt the warmth of blood trickling down her forehead.Her phone slipped from her hands, hitting the floor, and she curled up over it, trying to redial.“Please, answer…!” she cried, terrified, but no matter how many times she called, each attempt disconnected after a few seconds.Shaking, panicked, and heartbroken, Adriana dialed 911, the city’s emergency line, praying that the elevator would hold out lon
CHAPTER 589. FIGHT FOR YOU. DesperationHe couldn’t think. He couldn’t breathe. Flooring the accelerator of his McLaren and weaving recklessly through traffic seemed to be the only thing Kyle Orlenko could manage as calls kept flooding into his phone. His father. His mother. His siblings. But in the end, it was his uncle Caleb’s call that he finally answered.“Tell me where they’re taking her. I need to know which hospital they’re taking her to!” he shouted, pounding the steering wheel so hard that the horn blared, causing other cars to clear the way to avoid a collision. “Questions later, Caleb! Just tell me where the hell she’s going!”“I’m on it, I’m on it!” his uncle’s exasperated voice came through, though he sounded relieved, since Kyle’s intense reaction indicated he was safe. “They’re taking her to the district hospital! They’re on their way to the district hospital! Now, will you tell me what the hell happened?!”Kyle gritted his teeth, his eyes welling up with anger and pain
CHAPTER 590. FIGHT FOR YOU. Hopes and FearsKyle couldn’t even describe the tightness in his throat. It was unbearable, like one of his father’s chokeholds that he couldn’t break free from, suffocating him until he surrendered. But surrendering now was pointless.He was just one among those pacing the small waiting room, desperate, praying for the doctors to come out soon and tell him that Adriana was okay… because she *had* to be okay. Right?But medical tests weren’t exactly quick, so they had to wait another hour before they heard anything. When the doctor finally came out, he looked tired and concerned.“Family of Adriana Keller?” he asked, and they all rushed toward him. “Mrs. Keller is stable,” he announced, but Kyle was sure there was more. “The tests don’t show any severe trauma. Her brain has some slight swelling from the impact, but we’re treating it with medication…”The doctor paused for a moment, taking a deep breath, prompting Kyle to step forward, challenging him.“What
CHAPTER 1. More than one way to break a heart**JANUARY SEATTLE**"How could you do this?!" Zack Keller's furious roar stopped his girlfriend right at the door as soon as he saw her arrive.Giselle saw a piece of paper in his hand and had no idea what he was talking about, but she had never seen him so upset as he was at that moment."I don't know what you're talking about...""Of course you do! You aborted my child! You lost it on purpose!" he accused her angrily. "Did you at least have the damn intention of telling me anything?!"The woman in front of him turned pale."How... how do you know...?"Zack threw the paper in her direction and looked at her with disappointment."Do you forget you're on my company's health insurance?" he spat, approaching her. "As soon as your last name appeared in the payment records, they notified me. Imagine my joy when I found out the insurance had paid for a pregnancy test and then for an ultrasound!"Giselle stepped away from him, her face red with e
CHAPTER 2. Something is Very Wrong...**NOVEMBER. VANCOUVER**"Andrea! To my office! Now!"The shout from her boss, a middle manager at SportUnike, made her jump in her seat, anxious because she knew he was in a very bad mood that day."Is this a damn joke?" he growled, throwing a folder of documents at her face. "I clearly told you I needed the budget reports for the water sports division from last month!"Andrea's eyes widened."But... Mr. Trembley... I'm sure you said you wanted this month's reports...""Don't argue with me, you useless idiot!" her boss snapped. At fifty years old, Peter Trembley was as unpleasant as his bulging belly, but Andrea had to endure him because she had barely managed to get a job as his assistant, and she and her daughter depended on it to survive. "Don't you realize what's happening? SportUnike is gone! A Swiss bastard bought it, and now we'll just be a part of his company! Do you know what that means?"Andrea knew. The arrival of a new owner had create
CHAPTER 3. A Possible AllyBut if Zack thought something was wrong with the company, his instincts went on high alert when he went down to the parking lot and saw the woman leaning against one of the walls. She was trying to change from high heels to low sneakers, but her hands were shaking.He was tempted to go talk to her, but something in him still resisted getting involved in other people's problems. He had a new company to run; if he wanted Andrea to feel better, he just had to fix his company, not the woman's personal life.Finally, he saw her adjust her coat and step out into the cold street.He watched from a distance and saw she didn't take a taxi or a bus, so she probably lived nearby. He had no idea how wrong he was because Andrea didn't live remotely close; she simply couldn't afford any form of transportation.For forty minutes, the young woman walked through the cold of a Canadian winter, and by the time she finally reached her building, it was almost dark."Good evening
CHAPTER 4: This is War!Trembley's face visibly reddened, and the hardness in his eyes remained."Waiting for Andrea?" he growled. "Are you trying to be funny, or do you not know that interpersonal relationships are prohibited in this company?""Well, I'm a slow learner, but I tend to imitate," Zack replied sarcastically. "Maybe I got confused when I saw you climbing on her like a lizard needing sunlight."The old man clenched his teeth and released Andrea abruptly before walking up to Zack."Don't get in my way, kid. You're just a newcomer, and I can...""What? Fire me?" Zack interrupted with a cold voice. "Well... you can try, but you'll find my job here doesn't depend on you. I belong to the team of the company owner, and only he can fire me. I'm sure he wouldn't look kindly on a manager trying to dismiss me without justified cause."Trembley clenched his fists and glared at Zack with a malevolent, defiant expression."Maybe your job is safe," he spat, "but hers leaves much to be