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Both men acknowledged her departure with brief nods.
More than an hour had passed when Veronica finally pushed back from her workstation, planning a quick bathroom break. That’s when Cullen materialized in the workspace. However, his destination clearly wasn’t Niall’s corner of the office.
When dinner concluded, Cook personally supervised the preparation of Veronica’s medicinal tea. Cullen excused himself from the dining area to handle an urgent phone
call that couldn’t wait.
Vincent nodded grimly. “They were here until past midnight. But with these impossible deadlines breathing down our necks, everyone dragged themselves in before sunrise. The pressure is absolutely crushing.”
Instead, he had bolted from the house the moment his phone rang, leaving their promised discussion nothing more than empty words hanging in the air.
After offering Niall a brief wave of acknowledgment from across the room, he made a beeline directly toward Veronica and Dario.
Following her usual breakfast routine at Dennis Estate, Veronica found Dario waiting by the company entrance. Their timing proved impeccable, as Niall’s entire development team had already claimed their workspace despite the early hour.
The previous evening, she had been prepared to pin Cullen down for exactly that conversation. She wanted to establish a concrete timeline for when they could finally make their separation official and legal.
Veronica shook her head firmly, then gave his shoulder a reassuring squeeze. “I’m tougher than I look. Let’s get back to what we were doing.”
His quick agreement sent a wave of relief through Veronica’s chest.
The truth was that Veronica had moved past caring about Cullen’s priorities. Seeing Dario’s genuine concern for her wellbeing brought the first real smile to her face in hours. “It’s really not serious. The pain is already fading.”
Dario cut him off with a sharp bark. “Keep your mouth shut.” Vincent immediately fell silent.
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A knot formed in Veronica’s stomach as suspicion crept in. He was probably rushing back to Stellar to rescue Niall from whatever crisis had emerged now. Yet he had explicitly agreed to sit down and talk with her tonight.
Vincent approached them, his face creased with concern. “What the hell happened to Ms. Crystal?”
Dario studied her face intently. “Do you want me to drive you home so you can rest properly?”
Dario’s jaw clenched so tightly the muscle twitched visibly. The image of Cullen’s frantic rush to Niall’s side, completely oblivious to nearly trampling Veronica, made his blood boil. “She’s not dying from a fainting spell.”
Even as she spoke, she watched Cullen sweep Niall into his arms and carry her unconscious form out of the office like she was made of glass, vanishing from sight
within seconds.
Cook was occupied with instructing the household staff and missed their brief exchange, but noticing the two of them actually communicating brought a satisfied smile to her weathered face.
Veronica shifted uncomfortably before rising from her seat. “Excuse me for a moment. I really need to use the restroom. Please continue without me.”
Mr. Dennis.”
Veronica pressed her palm against her throbbing shoulder, fighting back tears. “I’m okay.”
Dario shot a quick glance at Veronica before responding. “We’re all ears, Mr.
Veronica was still several paces away from rejoining them when a piercing scream shattered the office atmosphere.
She held onto a thread of hope that he might return before dawn. That thread snapped when morning came with no sign of him.
Cook clicked her tongue in disapproval. “Off he goes again, racing out like the house is on fire. Paradise only knows what’s got him in such a state.”
“Ms. Crystal!” The cry was followed immediately by the sound of chairs scraping and voices rising in alarm.
Malachi wiped sweat from his forehead. “She just collapsed. Probably pushed herself
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too hard without proper rest or food.”
Cullen’s gaze remained fixed on his phone screen as he responded with a casual, “Fine.”
Dario straightened in his chair. “Mr. Dennis, what brings you over here?”
Veronica’s smile turned bitter. “Trust me, I’d love to know the answer to that question myself.”
Dario nodded reluctantly, then hesitated before voicing the question that had been eating at him. “It’s been months now. Why haven’t you and Cullen actually signed those divorce papers yet?”
Vincent caught the dangerous edge in Dario’s voice and attempted to defuse the situation with nervous laughter. “Look, Dario, Mr. Dennis was just panicked about Ms. Crystal’s condition. There’s no need to-”
He launched himself past her with such desperate speed that his shoulder slammed into hers with brutal force. The impact sent lightning bolts of pain radiating through her arm and nearly sent her crashing to the floor.
Dario observed their bustling activity with raised eyebrows. “You people are here at the crack of dawn. Weren’t you burning the midnight oil yesterday?”
She froze mid–step. Was he actually leaving now?
The atmosphere at Stellar had been charged with tension for days now.
Instinctively, Veronica spun toward the source of the commotion near the conference room. Before she could fully process what was happening, Cullen’s entire demeanor transformed.
Dario reacted instantly, his steady hands catching her before she could fall. “Jesus, are you hurt?”
Veronica had barely finished swallowing the bitter liquid when the distinct rumble of an engine echoed from the driveway outside.
Rather than waste energy on commentary, Dario simply shrugged whne Veronica buried herself in her coding work.
Cullen’s expression was surprisingly focused. “I spent some time last night reviewing the system architecture you’ve been building this week. The framework is solid, but
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I’ve identified several enhancement opportunities I’d like to explore with both of you.”
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