d was eerily quiet, reeking of old money and extreme privacy. By the time she arrived,

kind-faced, older woman rushed forward to gr

r is so chilly. I'm Mrs. Gable, the head housekeeper. I've already prepared

aster suite, but we didn't dare unpack it since we don't kn

tained highly personal items. If they had unpacked it without askin

o are all these pe

e ladies are responsible for the daily upkeep," Mrs. Gable explained, introducing them one by one. At

se, go get some rest," Chloe said, sligh

ate nights are bad for the baby," Mrs.

he new, comfortable environment, she spent hours organizing her bel

uilding E&C Holdings, Chloe's biological clock was practically hardwired. No matter how late she w

As the chief secretary and silent co-founder, she handled the massive operational load whenever Jereme was out netw

ept well. The dark circles under her eyes were prominent, and even a thick layer of expensive con

m for the morning executive meeting, she could

s Jer

ural, striking beauty-the kind that didn't need heavy makeup to command a room. Usually, a simple swipe of lipstick was enough to make her the most ca

m. She looked terrible because his refusal to come home last night had devastated her.

om her. In the past, whenever they had a fight and he gave her the silent treatmen

rely erratic. He reasoned with himself that it must j

blet, meticulously typing out handover notes. All the legal paperwork was already in motion. All Jereme had to do was show up at City Hall