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CHAPTER SIXTEEN
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Too Late To Want Me Back CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
By nine the next morning, server ledgers recovered from the Red Hook terminal covered the conference table in the Davenport lounge with fresh coffee brewed in the corner.Bianca rubbed her tired eyes and returned to the files. Her blazer hung over the back of her chair, her sleeves rolled above her wrists as she worked through corporate charters and server logs. Patiently, she cross-checked every bylaw and ownership record, searching for the smallest inconsistency.Across the table, Matteo scrolled through the latest report on his tablet."We've narrowed it down," he said. "The Red Hook logs are clean, and financial projections were released through a Master Tier administrative override eighty-four days ago. Only five people at Barley have clearance to authorize that."Bianca leaned back slightly."Five," she repeated quietly."Lawrence, Camille, and three legacy board members," Matteo said, setting his tablet aside. "We've gone from twenty-one suspects to five."Bianca reached for he
Too Late To Want Me Back CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
The drive to Brooklyn passed in silence. Bianca leaned back against the leather seat, her blazer folded beside her. Enzo sat next to her with his sleeves rolled to his forearms, his attention fixed on the road ahead. They had left the lawyers and analysts at the Davenport headquarters. The paper trail had led nowhere. If they were going to find the leak, they needed to start where it had begun.The SUV rolled into the gravel lot of the Red Hook Shipping Terminal. Stacks of cargo containers towered over the docks while the steady rumble of diesel engines echoed across the yard.Bianca reached for the door handle. "We don't tell the regional director we're here. The moment they know we're coming, the logs will be cleaned."Enzo held her gaze for a beat before giving a single nod. "Then let's catch them off guard."Enzo retrieved two high-visibility vests and a pair of hard hats from the back of the SUV, handing one set to Bianca. She slipped the oversized vest over her silk blouse and s
Too Late To Want Me Back CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
The rain hung over Manhattan in a dull gray curtain as Bianca stepped into the study at the Barley estate.Robert Barley sat by the window, a leather-bound history book resting closed on his lap. Beside his usual medication sat a new orange prescription bottle and a blood pressure cuff. He looked up as she walked in. His eyes were still sharp, but Bianca noticed the difference immediately. His breathing was shallower, and a faint tremor lingered in his hands. "You look tired, My Little General," Robert said. His voice still held its commanding weight.Bianca managed a faint smile as she lowered herself into the leather armchair opposite him. Her gaze drifted to the new prescription bottle, and a familiar knot tightened in her chest. Around Robert, she never had to pretend to be stronger than she felt, but seeing him like this made it harder to hide her own worry."The board cleared the capacity review, Grandfather," she said quietly. "The Barley Group is secure. We won.""You won the
Too Late To Want Me Back CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
The Davenport Group's war room was already running by 7:14 a.m.Bianca sat at the center of the conference table with a cold cup of coffee untouched beside her. Camille worked through reports on her tablet, her expression tightening with every update, while Olivia stood by the projection screen reviewing the latest trading data.Bianca had slept less than three hours. Every time she closed her eyes, she found herself replaying the conversation in the car and the words she still couldn't stop thinking about.When the conference room doors opened, she straightened immediately.Enzo Davenport walked in, composed and impeccably dressed. Any trace of the tired man she had seen a few hours earlier was gone. He acknowledged Camille and Olivia with a brief nod before taking his seat at the head of the table. He didn't look at Bianca any differently than he looked at anyone else in the room.It shouldn't have mattered. If anything, the distance was exactly what she should have wanted. Yet she
Too Late To Want Me Back CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
Bianca sat with her eyes closed, her head resting against the seat, and sleet tapped against the windows of the Davenport sedan.The boardroom battle was over; all the adrenaline that had carried her through the day was gone, leaving only exhaustion. For six years, she had lived with her guard up, but tonight, she was simply tired.Bianca opened her eyes and looked at Enzo. His jacket was draped across the seat between them, his tie loosened after a long day. For the first time, she wasn't looking at the billionaire everyone feared; she was looking at a man who looked just as exhausted as she felt.He had been awake just as long as she had. He had fought just as hard."Why did you do all this, Enzo?" Bianca’s voice was barely a whisper.Enzo didn't look away from the road, but his grip on the steering wheel tightened slightly. "You won a decisive victory today, Bianca. The Barley Group is secure.""That isn't what I asked," she replied, turning her head to look at him. "The board clea
Too Late To Want Me Back CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
At 9:02 a.m., Lawrence sat in the Barley Group conference room with three senior psychiatric consultants from St. Jude's Medical Center.The consultants had their files open in front of them, waiting for the evaluation to begin. Lawrence checked the time again and leaned back in his chair.Bianca should have been here by now."Our interim chair appears to be late," Lawrence said. "Considering the circumstances, I think that speaks for itself." "The evaluation will proceed as scheduled," Camille said. "And you don't dictate this board's procedures." "I care about protecting the shareholders, Camille," Lawrence said. "The stock dropped another three percent this morning. We're here to determine whether Bianca is fit to lead this company."The boardroom doors opened.Bianca walked in, and Enzo Davenport entered beside her. Then a third figure followed.The moment the three St. Jude's consultants saw him, their expressions changed.Dr. Arthur Sterling.Lawrence's smile disappeared."Wh
Too Late To Want Me Back CHAPTER TWENTY
The executive garage beneath Barley Group headquarters was nearly empty, quiet except for the hum of overhead lights. Enzo parked the sedan and cut the engine, but he didn't unlock the doors right away.Instead, he turned toward Bianca. His gaze settled on her, steady and focused, as if he needed t
Too Late To Want Me Back CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
The crystal chandelier cast cold light across the dining table in the Brown estate. The table was set for three. Dominic chewed a bite of roasted duck, but he barely tasted it."The seasoning is off," Eleanor said, setting down her wine glass. "Bianca always made sure the kitchen used fresh herbs.
Too Late To Want Me Back CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
The door to her private office clicked shut, cutting off the noise from the corporate floor. Olivia had gone to finalize the press release with PR. The shareholders had left, and this battle was over.Bianca stood alone in the middle of the room. She walked slowly back to her desk. Her knees sudden
Too Late To Want Me Back CHAPTER FOURTEEN
The rain drummed against the roof of the SUV, filling the silence between us. I studied Enzo carefully. He didn't seem remotely bothered by my attention. He sat there with the quiet confidence of a man accustomed to getting his way, his dark eyes meeting mine without the slightest hint of discomfor
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