Chapter 134

As Sandra left the office, Ethan watched as she left, greatly fighting the voice in his head that told him to run after her and hold her back.

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Denera sat on the edge of her plush, king-sized bed, her silk nightgown draping elegantly over her slender frame.

The deep burgundy fabric, adorned with delicate lace, glistened softly in the dim light of the room.

Her long hair cascaded over her shoulders, and her eyes gleamed with a mixture of determination and cunning as she reached for her phone on the nightstand.

She dialed Gerald’s number, her fingers moving swiftly over the touchscreen. The phone rang twice before Gerald's familiar voice answered.

“Denera,” he greeted, a hint of warmth in his tone.

“Gerald,” she replied smoothly, leaning back against the plush headboard. “I trust your visit to Ethan went well?”

Gerald chuckled, though there was a trace of frustration in his voice. “It was... informative. Ethan is determined to stay on top, even after the gala incident. He’s a tough