The CEO's Regret: Darling, Don’t Leave Me novel Chapter 299

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Chapter 215: Is She Replaceable?-1

Ethan

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I hadn’t expected the day to start so… normal. And that, after everything I’d done yesterday, was saying something.

I woke up with a strange feeling in my chest. It wasn’t exactly guilt… but it wasn’t absolute peace either. It was something in between. A kind of silence after a storm that hadn’t quite subsided yet.

I turned my head; Clara was still asleep. Her breathing was soft, calm. Her hair was tousled on the pillow. Her skin… warm, intimate. And there… everything settled a little, because this… this was certain.

I leaned down slightly and kissed her bare shoulder, slowly, without waking her completely. But she stirred, murmured something unintelligible, and I couldn’t help but smile.

“Good morning…” I whispered.

She opened her eyes slowly, still sleepy.

“Good morning…” That tone of hers…. soft… intimate… That’s what I want. This is what I’m protecting, and I won’t let anything ruin it again.

The morning flows normally; I’ve created a routine with her that I love. We have breakfast together, get ready for work together, and then I drive her to her office. I dropped her off at her office, as was becoming a habit. I like that, I like it a lot.

I stopped the car, got out first, walked around the vehicle, and opened the door for her. She smiled, that smile that isn’t for the world… it’s for me.

She leaned forward before getting out and kissed me, a short kiss. But enough to make me close my eyes for a second.

“See you later,” she said.

“I’ll pick you up,” I replied.

She nodded, and as she walked away… I watched her enter the building until she disappeared. Only then did I get back in the car, take a breath, start the engine… I continue with my day.

When I arrived at the office, my assistant was already waiting for me. That wasn’t unusual either, but there was something about her posture… the way she held the folder… that told me she had done exactly what I asked.

“Mr. Blackwood,” she said as soon as I walked in.

“Do you have it?”

She nodded and handed me the folder.

! opened it as I walked toward my desk: profiles, histories, evaluations, performance. Three names, three candidates.

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stopped, read carefully. One by one… Slowly, without distractions. Because this… is also important. It’s not just about replacing Vanessa; it’s about not making mistakes, about choosing well. About maintaining the structure, about not disrupting operations. And… about closing a chapter properly.

I turned the last page, closed the folder, and nodded slightly.

“There’s good material.”

“Yes, sir,” she replied. “They’re among the best on the team.”

“I’d like an additional evaluation.”

She looked up.

“Additional?”

“Yes. Not just technical skills. Also behavioral. I want to know how they handle pressure, leadership, decision-making. I don’t need someone who just does their job well… I need someone who can hold their

own.”

She took note immediately.

“I’ll coordinate with HR.”

“Three candidates,” I added. “Have them interviewed today if possible.”

“Understood.”

She turned to leave.

“And…” I stopped her.

She looked back at me.

“Discretion.”

She nodded.

“Of course.”

She left, and I was alone. Again.

I took a deep breath. This… this is the right thing to do. No doubt about it. None.

An hour later, I was in a virtual conference, screen on, presentation open. Voices on the other end, everything in order, everything under control, or so it seemed. Until the door burst open.

The sound was sharp, loud, intrusive.

I looked up, annoyed.

“I’m busy right now…”

And then I saw her, Vanessa. But not like usual, not composed, not impeccable, not calculated. Disturbed… with bright eyes, ragged breathing, a tense posture.

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“I don’t care,” she said.

And her tone… Her tone wasn’t that of an employee. It was that of someone who’d come to break something.

The atmosphere changed immediately.

I looked back at the screen.

“Something has come up. I have to go.”

I didn’t allow for objections; I closed the session.

Silence… a heavy, dense silence.

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I looked at her, and she didn’t move, didn’t blink. She just… looked at me. With a dangerous mix of anger… and something else.

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