Chapter 512
Chapter 512:
With that, she turned and left the private room, not sparing a single glance behind.
Claudius stared at the untouched dishes on the table, frustration crawling beneath his skin like an itch he couldn’t scratch.
Lifting his phone again, he issued a curt order to his assistant. “Find out who bought it. Offer to buy it back, pay the original price if you have to p>
When Maia arrived home, Chris happened to step out of his room, the corners of his mouth still curled into the ghost of a smile.
Lately, he had taken to retreating to his room after meals, rarely emerging again. Maia hadn’t read too much into it; she had been quietly adding calming herbs to his meals to ease his nerves and support his recovery. Rest was a healer’s first ally, and she knew well that the more rest he got, the quicker his strength would return.
“Just up from a nap?” Maia said, already heading toward her room. “There’s broth on the stove. Reheat it yourself. I’ve got work to do — don’t disturb me unless it’s urgent p>
Chris glanced toward the kitchen, recalling the peculiar, earthy taste of the herbal remedy. One of his eyelids twitched involuntarily.
Just as he was about to speak, Maia’s voice came from behind him. “Make sure to finish it all. You can’t waste food p>
A moment later, the sharp bang of her door echoed through the hallway.
Chris looked helplessly toward the kitchen, then, with a sigh of surrender, made his way toward it.
By 6 P.M., Maia had finally completed the composition. It was a song woven with meaning — a tapestry of quiet yearning and unspoken admiration from a young man for the woman who held his heart.
She named it Enchanted. After sending the demo to Claudius, she glanced at her phone and noticed two missed calls.
Both were from Ethan.
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She returned the call. “Ethan, sorry, I was tied up this afternoon and didn’t catch your calls. What’s going on p>
“Maia, are you celebrating your birthday at the Morgans’ tomorrow?” Ethan asked.
Maia paused — she had nearly forgotten her own birthday in the whirlwind of the day. “Let Kathie know I’ll come by later tomorrow to celebrate with you both,” she replied quickly.
“Really?” Ethan’s voice lit up like a child seeing fireworks for the first time. But a moment later, doubt crept in. “Does that mean you’re skipping the Morgan family’s birthday banquet p>
Deep down, Ethan didn’t want Maia near the Morgans. After all, Rosanna and her parents had always treated Maia badly. And Kathie — well, she would get upset at even the mention of Rosanna’s name.
“I promised I’d go, so I’ll drop by for a bit,” Maia said, her voice softening into something that felt like the warmth of a homecoming. “But I won’t stay long. I’ll come to you right after p>
“After all, I’d much rather celebrate my birthday with the people who truly care about me p>
The day had finally arrived — Rosanna and Maia’s joint birthday banquet, one that had captured everyone’s attention.
From early morning, social media platforms were flooded with chatter. People couldn’t stop speculating about what kind of drama might unfold when Maia, now infamous for snatching Rosanna’s fiancé, celebrated her birthday right beside her. Had the tension really dissolved, or was this just the calm before a very public storm? No one could make sense of it.
At exactly 2 PM, the internet was thrown into chaos when Claudius made a post from his own Twitter account.
This was completely out of the ordinary. Normally, his page was nothing more than a corporate feed, updated by his assistant with press releases and brand news. Personal content had never appeared — until now.