CHAPTER 874. MY LITTLE BELOVED. A Poorly Chosen Family

Niko sat behind his desk, elbows resting on the wooden surface, staring at Chantal with a mix of coldness and frustration. So many years had passed, so many memories buried beneath layers of silence and well-drawn distances. And now, there she was, standing in front of him as if she had the right to walk through that door without permission.

"It's fine, Mrs. Nuvés… but call Security and have them wait at my door," Niko ordered, watching as his assistant peeked in hastily behind Chantal.

"Are you seriously going to have me escorted out with…?"

"I asked you a damn question, and you still haven't answered it!" he growled, standing up. "What the hell are you doing here?" Niko asked, not bothering to disguise the sharp, cutting tone of his voice.

Chantal looked at him with an expression that mixed surprise and something else—something Niko didn’t bother to decipher.

"It's been a long time, Niko," she answered softly, as if those few wo