Chapter 107
It was around 8:00 pm when Giselle arrived, still driving Donovan's Audi A8. She pulled into the courtyard and parked outside the villa, entering his residence as she always had.
The housekeepers and staff had returned from their days off, and the villa was once again in its spotless, untouchable state—immaculate and coldly elegant.
Led by Benjamin, Giselle walked into the living room, her purse clutched in her hand, her steps heavy with unspoken emotion.
"Ms. Holt, please have a seat. I'll go upstairs and inform Mr. Kane," Benjamin said.
"No need. I'll go myself," she replied.
Without waiting, she slowly made her way to the staircase, each step a heavy weight. When she reached the second-floor study—a place so familiar to her—she found him working.
Donovan always put his company first. No matter what was happening, he never let anything disrupt his routine. Even after cutting ties with her so coldly, he remained as focused as ever, attending to business as usual.
The sight of

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