Even in Darkness She Chose to Rise (Tatiana and Jasper) novel Chapter 193

**Even the Night Couldn’t Silence Her Light**
**Chapter 193: A Strategic Return**

Chandler stood there, utterly taken aback. “Are you absolutely certain? Aren’t you at all concerned…?” His voice trailed off, uncertainty lacing his words.

Tatiana, her gaze fixed intently on her computer screen, responded with a confidence that masked her own apprehensions. “He shouldn’t be able to recognize me.”

Chandler found himself lost in thought, contemplating the transformation Tatiana had undergone. The image of her new face lingered in his mind, a testament to Dr. Harlow’s extraordinary skills. If he hadn’t witnessed the change firsthand, he would have been oblivious to who she was.

“Besides,” Tatiana continued, her voice steady, “he’s probably given up by now.”

As she spoke, she scrolled through the headlines flashing across her screen. One particular article caught her attention: “Mysterious Golden Boy’s Late-Night Tryst. Are Wedding Bells Near?” The accompanying photograph was sensational, depicting two figures locked in an embrace. The man, dressed in a sleek black suit, exuded an air of sophistication with his tall, slender frame and impossibly long legs. Even from behind, his presence was magnetic, enough to stir whispers among onlookers. The woman in his arms, adorned in a stunning red gown, had long, flowing hair that cascaded down her back. They appeared to be a match made in heaven, especially against the backdrop of a hotel entrance, a setting that hinted at romance and intrigue.

With a swift motion, Tatiana closed the window, her expression turning serious. “Ann’s condition has worsened,” she announced, her tone grave. “I’m taking her back to our country for treatment. I won’t be staying long.”

Chandler felt a pang of conflict within him. “I’ll go back with you, then,” he insisted, but his voice lacked conviction.

Tatiana shook her head gently, her eyes softening. “There’s no need for that. Isn’t your law firm facing some challenges? You should focus on that. I can manage Ann’s care. Please, don’t let my situation interfere with your responsibilities.”

Chandler wrestled with his emotions, torn between his commitment to Tatiana and the pressing issues at his firm. Ultimately, he had to concede. “Alright. You go ahead. I’ll come find you as soon as I’ve handled things here.”

After they ended the call, Tatiana turned around to find Ann standing quietly behind her, her wide, dark eyes filled with curiosity. “Mommy, are we going back to our country?” she asked, her voice a mix of innocence and apprehension.

“We are,” Tatiana replied, kneeling to meet her daughter’s gaze. “Do you want to go?”

Ann paused, contemplating the question, before responding slowly, “Yes.”

“Then it’s settled. We’ll go together,” Tatiana affirmed, her heart swelling with a mix of love and determination.

The following day, Tatiana and Ann found themselves boarding a flight back to their homeland, traveling alongside an orchestra that had been invited to perform.

As the plane ascended into the sky, a phone rang in a quiet, dimly lit study. The call was answered almost immediately.

“Boss, Ms. Tatiana is on her way back,” the voice on the other end reported, breaking the silence.

A mere “Mm” was the only reply, a sound that resonated with an air of intrigue.

Across from him, the ‘woman’ in the striking red dress raised an eyebrow, a playful smirk dancing on her lips. “No wonder you insisted on picking me up,” she teased, her tone light. “So that was the reason behind your eagerness.”

“Jasper, you’re quite the strategist,” he replied, a hint of amusement in his voice.

“Are you not concerned that you might frighten her away?” she countered, her playful demeanor shifting slightly.

There was no response, only the weight of unspoken thoughts hanging in the air.

At Dalliston Airport, Tatiana, her face partially concealed by a mask and black-framed glasses, pushed a luggage cart with one hand while scanning the crowd for a familiar face.

The woman’s heart melted at the sound.

But… daughter? The woman recalled that Elsa hadn’t even graduated yet; she was only twenty-five. How could she have a daughter already?

Tatiana noticed the flicker of curiosity in her eyes but chose not to elaborate, swiftly redirecting the conversation. “You can call me Tati.”

“Okay! We’ve chatted online, but let me formally introduce myself. I’m Anna, an agent with HJ Entertainment. Thank you so much for agreeing to work with us! Don’t worry, I’ll ensure everything you need is taken care of while you’re in Dalliston!”

While Tatiana had returned primarily for her daughter, she also seized the opportunity to take on a lucrative songwriting job.

“Let’s head to the restaurant first. Here, I’ll take care of your luggage,” Anna offered, her eagerness evident.

Tatiana accepted the gesture without hesitation, lifting Ann into her arms while Anna pulled the suitcase behind her. Together, the three of them departed in a waiting car.

Shortly after they drove away, a group of bodyguards clad in black suits emerged from the airport gate, escorting a prominent figure. They moved swiftly and mysteriously, leaving behind an air of intrigue.

Knowing Tati preferred not to stay in hotels, Anna had arranged for a lovely apartment stocked with all the essentials.

Tatiana was genuinely impressed and expressed her gratitude. “Thank you so much, Anna. This is wonderful.”

Anna waved her hand dismissively. “It’s nothing, as long as you’re happy here.” She hesitated for a moment before adding, a hint of shyness in her voice, “So, about the new song arrangement, do you think…”