Chapter 482


    Angie had more on her mind than just a rxing soak when she slipped into the bathtub. No sooner did the water envelop her


    than she reached out and pulled James into an impassioned embrace, pressing her lips to his. "Honey, did you miss me?"


    Feeling Angie''s tender kiss, James took a sharp intake of breath. Even after all these years of marriage, Angie''s fiery spirit hadn''t


    dimmed one bit.


    Although he was worn out from days of nonstop work, James didn''t want to disappoint his darling wife. He summoned his


    energy, determined to make her happy. "Miss you, my siren? You''ve barely given me a chance to miss you,tching onto me the


    second | return. Alright, my love, let me fulfill your desires!"


    He lifted her up against him, and Angie let out a surprised yelp as she felt his immediate, strong arousal. Her blood raced with


    excitement. "James, I''ve missed you so much..." she said, positioning herself. James gasped, meeting her lips in a fervent kiss.


    The bathwater rippled with their movements.


    After a tangled, passionate love-making, they returned to the bedroom for another round, eventually falling into a deep,


    contented sleep in each other''s arms.


    The previous night''s fervor kept James asleepte into the morning until a sweet melody of a violin stirred him from his dreams.


    Opening his eyes with a slight smile, he knew that delightful music came from his most cherished, Vivian.


    Sitting up, he donned his robe and opened the balcony doors, letting in the fresh morning air.


    As he looked up to the top of their home, he saw a small silhouette. There was Vivian, dressed in a ruffled pink dress, ying her


    violin on the terrace, looking like an angel descended from the heavens.


    James'' smile shone brilliantly; having such a daughter was a man''s greatest joy.


    Vivian finished her piece and saw James awake, grinning brightly. "Daddy, did my violin wake you? Sorry about that."


    With a smile, James gestured for her toe down. "Come to me."


    Vivian nodded eagerly and bounded down to push open the door to James’ bedroom, tossing her violin aside and jumping into


    his arms. Her dark eyes were fixed on him.


    James held his daughter close, kissing her cool forehead affectionately as Vivian snuggled into his embrace. With a daughter


    who shared his genes and spirit, James felt his heart melt. Time spent with Vivian was always filled with joy.


    In the quaint town of Melfort, under Magnus’ loving care, Natalia had finally ovee the pain of losing her daughter and began


    to shine anew. She took up her sketchpad once again, pouring her heart into creating vibrant, unique pieces.


    Hector had approached her days ago, hoping she would design a new line of clothing for them.


    Magnus entered quietly to see Natalia engrossed in her work and left silently, not wishing to disrupt her flow.


    He prepared a strong coffee for her, cing it beside her with a contented smile before stepping out. Natalia remained focused


    on her designs, oblivious to Magnus''ings and goings.


    Magnus watched her with a sense of relief; his wife was finally stepping out of the shadow of their lost daughter. He looked up


    into the clear blue sky, vowing silently to find their precious child.Upstodatee from Novel(D)ra/m/a.O(r)g


    Natalia''s designs, named "Summer Breeze," were bold in color and simple in style. They were an instant hit when published in


    the leading fashion magazines, causing a stir in the fashion world. Before the line evenunched, orders poured in like


    snowkes, withpanies vying for exclusive rights.


    NH International made a fortune, much to Magnus'' chagrin, when he learned that the designs were for Hector''spany.


    Confronting Hector, Magnus demanded, "Withdraw my wife''s shares immediately."


    Hector, amused, retorted, "Why should I?”


    Magnus nced at Hector with


    disdain and said, "Of course, it''s


    because | don''t watt arco design ''


    draftsforyou. Why are yOu


    pretending not to understand? She is


    my wife! If she''s going to draw, it


    should be for me. | have my own


    company, you know." Please read the


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    Hector knew that Magnus had this idea in mind and arrogantly raised his head, saying, "Tit for tat. She is the chief designer in


    ourpany. Only a lunatic would let her withdraw her shares. Give up on that idea!"


    Fuming, Magnus stormed out of Hector''s office, Hector''s smugughter following him.


    This infuriating man was profiting off his wife''s talent! Magnus stormed home and up to Natalia''s studio. But upon seeing her


    immersed in her work, his anger dissipated, and he waited patiently, basking in pride for his beloved, talented wife.


    Magnus'' face morphed into the


    epitome of a kicked puppy as he


    beseeched his wife, "Darling, ey PU


    please co siden pug bat of NH


    abeathons Stop sketching those


    designs for them. If you''re going to


    design, do it for our ownpany.


    Why should we line the pockets of


    Hector, that egomaniac?" Please read


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    Natalia couldn''t help but let out a snort ofughter upon hearing Magnus'' plea. She gave him a sidelong nce that seemed to


    suggest that, between the two men, Magnus might''ve been the bigger egotist.


    Despite the humor she found in


    Magnus'' sulking demeanor, Natalia


    replied with a yful retort, "I''ma


    shareholder in NH Internationa ydd


    knigyapniomiake money if the


    company does well, right? Why on


    earth would | think of leaving? Plus,


    Hector and | built NH International


    from the ground up together. It''s our


    jointbor of love. How can | just


    abandon it on a whim?" Please read


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