Chapter Fifteen

Alex stood in front of his bedroom mirror as the soft glow of the morning light filtered through the curtains.

He buttoned his crisp shirt and straightened the tie as a faint hum of a cheerful tune escaped his lips, echoing the room.

The events of the previous day lingered briefly in his thoughts, but a newfound optimism pushed them aside.

Today held promise—a deal was on the horizon.

He was confident in himself and smiled—a genuine, full-bodied smile that reached his eyes.

He was not just Alex today. He was Alex the Closer, Alex the Dealmaker, and Alex the Man Who Gets Things Done.

He took a deep breath, anticipating the day. Today was his day.

Isabella smirked at him from the bed.

Although she did not know the reason, she knew he was in a good mood and intended to ruin it.

"Darling, did I tell you that we would be visiting my parents today?" She said.

"Today? You didn't. We never had any discussion like that." Alex furrowed his brows.

She also did not plan it but decided to, sinc

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