Requiem of a Broken Heart

Chapter 862:

When Rachel arrived, she ran into Chloe again, quite by accident.

After a night’s rest, Chloe was back to her usual self, brimming with confidence. Clad in high heels, she strode toward Rachel, her attitude as sharp as ever.

“Rachel, don’t think you’ve won. There’s plenty of time for things to change, and you won’t always get what you want.”

“Is that so?” Rachel responded with a cool smile. “Then I hope you can get exactly what you want one day.”

“Hmph!” Chloe sneered, dismissing her with a flick of her hair as she marched into the meeting room.

Rachel followed her in, the air around them feeling charged. Something about this meeting felt different.

In the past, the room had always been cluttered with documents, the atmosphere tense with anticipation. But today, the mood was unexpectedly relaxed, with a lavish spread of refreshments laid out in the center.

The other executives exchanged curious glances. “Does Mr. Vance have some good news to announce today?”

“Maybe,” came the speculative reply.

At nine in the morning, the meeting began precisely on time.

Rachel listened intently, her pen moving swiftly across her notebook as she took diligent notes.

“Rachel Marsh!” Allan’s voice broke the rhythm unexpectedly as the meeting wrapped up.

Surprised, Rachel stood up, her eyes widening slightly.

“Come up here for a moment!”

Rachel made her way to the front, and Allan rose to meet her. They stood side by side at the head of the long conference table.

“Thank you all for your attention during this long meeting,” Allan began, his voice steady, yet charged with anticipation. “I have a very important announcement to make.”

He extended his hand toward Rachel, his eyes meeting hers with quiet intensity.

Ⲟⲛ𝓵𝔂 𝓿𝓲𝓪 𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓼𝓲𝓽𝓮: g⍶𝓁𝓃𝗈ν𝓮𝗅𝓈⦚ⅽ𝗈𝗺

Rachel hesitated for a heartbeat, then placed her hand in his, her touch firm and resolute.

His grip tightened around hers, a silent promise in his hold.

The room fell into a hushed stillness, everyone waiting in breathless expectation.

Just then, Alban entered, holding a red velvet box, its rich color gleaming under the bright lights. Inside, a ring sparkled, its diamond catching the light in a dazzling display.

Allan picked up the ring with reverence and slipped it onto Rachel’s finger, his hand steady.

Rachel, with a soft smile, mirrored his gesture, placing another ring on his finger.noveldrama

Their hands intertwined, the moment as timeless as the bond they had just sealed.

With a deep breath, Allan turned to the room and declared, his voice echoing with certainty, “I formally introduce you to my wife, Rachel Marsh.”

A wave of applause rippled through the room, starting with a few claps and quickly building to a crescendo of joyful cheers.

“May you two have a lifetime of happiness together!” one voice rang out.

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