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After Yara Grey made the call to Clifford Hills, an appointment was immediately fixed for Chance to meet up with the renowned lawyer, who didn’t care whether Chance was an O’Connor or not, and requested that the meeting should take place in his own chambers—Riverview Chambers.Riverview Chambers was new—barely six months old—but already a magnet for the city’s elite legal minds. The marble floors gleamed, the staff moved with clockwork precision, and everything about the place whispered ambition. Clifford Hills had built this empire from scratch, and his name had quickly become synonymous with ruthless efficiency.Chance gave his name at the reception desk, and within minutes, an assistant led him upstairs.“Mr. Hills will see you now,” the young woman said softly, gesturing toward a frosted glass door at the end of the hall.Chance thanked her and stepped inside.The office was minimalist—charcoal walls, dark oak shelves lined with neatly arranged case files, and one massive window o
Chapter 211
The morning light spilled gently through the half-drawn blinds, cutting golden stripes across the edge of the mahogany wardrobe where Chance stood adjusting his tie. All through the night had been a battle in his mind. On one side was Priya’s beautiful face, and on the other side was the wonderful kiss he had shared with Chloe, and he just couldn’t understand what was happening to him.Not once had he imagined that someone he just met for the first time would have so much hold on him, and that was exactly what was happening with Priya.Just when his thoughts were still fast spinning, his phone buzzed.At first, he ignored it, expecting it to be another meaningless call from the office or a persistent journalist hoping to stir old dust. But the buzzing continued, vibrating insistently on the dresser. With a tired sigh, he reached for it.“Yara Grey,” the screen displayed.Chance hesitated, thumb hovering over the accept button. Yara wasn’t one to call unless it mattered. The last time
Chapter 210
Prime Minister Rajan Mehra chuckled, walking toward Priya and gently placing a hand on her shoulder. “Perhaps. But I’m not blind, beta. I saw the way you both looked at each other. You think he might be the one?"Priya looked down briefly, her voice softening. “He’s… not what I imagined the son of an American president would be. There’s something… real about him. Something he tries hard to hide.”Rajan’s gaze softened, the teasing fading into something more thoughtful. “Then tread carefully, my dear. Men like him — born into power, raised among wolves — they either learn to guard their hearts or forget they have one.”Priya met his eyes, nodding slowly. “I know, Papa.”The prime minister smiled faintly, brushing a stray strand of hair from her face. “Still, it’s good to see you smile again. Washington can be a lonely city for visitors, even for a prime minister’s daughter.”Priya’s lips curved into a gentler smile. “It’s not so lonely anymore,” she said quietly.Rajan chuckled again a
Chapter 209
For a split second, the world seemed to narrow to that single doorway.Priya Mehra stood framed by the door, the golden light from the chandelier spilling over her like a spotlight crafted by destiny itself. Her saree, a delicate weave of ivory and molten gold, caught every flicker of the chandelier and turned it into rippling fire, moving like liquid sunlight with each subtle shift of her body.Her hair, long and lustrous, cascaded in soft waves down her back, the ends brushing the slender curve of her waist. Each strand shimmered like dark silk, catching the light in fleeting streaks of chestnut and bronze. And when she lifted her chin slightly, a few rebellious strands fell forward to frame her face — an accidental perfection that only heightened her allure.Her eyes — large, almond-shaped, and impossibly deep — held the calm intensity of midnight oceans. They were the kind of eyes that didn’t just look at you; they searched you, as if peeling away layers you didn’t even know you
Chapter 208
The next morning came heavy with silence — the kind that seemed to hang in the corridors like a living thing. The O’Connor estate was always immaculate, but today it felt colder, and emptier.Chance stood outside Julia’s door for nearly a minute before knocking.He’d barely slept. The argument from the night before still rang in his head, every word replaying in sharp, accusing echoes. He had been wrong to miss the reception — not because of the cameras, not because of the politics, but because he knew what it meant to Julia. After everything they’d lost, she’d wanted this one evening to remind the world — and herself — that the O’Connors were still standing.He could understand the pressure upon her mother as the president of a nation like the United States, and the least he could actually do for her was to be there whenever she needed him, to make her see that she wasn't alone in the matters of the country, but he had failed to make that happen.From behind the door, he heard voic
Chapter 207
The car doors clicked shut, and the engine of Chance's car came to life, breaking the fragile stillness. As the vehicle rolled down the quiet street, Wilfreda stood beside her mother under the porch light, watching the taillights fade into the darkness.Professor Helsin placed an arm around her shoulders and whispered, “He meant what he said, you know. He’ll protect you. They both will.”Wilfreda nodded slowly, her voice barely a whisper. “I know, Mom… I just hope it’s enough.”Inside the car, Chloe glanced sideways at Chance, her expression thoughtful. “You really meant that, didn’t you? What you told her — that you’d protect her no matter what.”Chance’s gaze stayed fixed on the road ahead, his jaw tightening slightly. “She’s family, Chloe, and that means something. Especially now.”Chloe nodded quietly, turning her eyes to the passing lights outside the window.The hum of the car filled the silence between them, soft and steady — a rhythm that somehow felt louder than words. The c
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