The CEO’s Regret My Ex-Wife is a Tech Goddess novel Chapter 77

Alaina froze, nodding awkwardly as an inexplicable flutter rippled through her chest.

The car pulled up, and the door was opened personally by the head housekeeper, Mrs. Gable—

Security personnel and staff stood in two perfect lines, greeting her in unison, "Welcome home, Mrs. Summers."

Alaina stepped out, entirely overwhelmed by the grand display.

While she was still in shock, Silas had already stepped up to her and offered his right hand.

His hand was striking—cool, luminous skin stretched taut over sharp, elegant knuckles that led down to defined, sculpted fingers.

Before she could even react, Silas firmly grasped her hand, leaving no room for refusal, and led her inside.

Her eyes widened slightly, her mind going completely blank as she let him guide her.

Silas didn't squeeze hard; his grip was perfectly calibrated, warm but utterly respectful.

His palm was warmer than she had anticipated. The soft heat seeped through their connected skin, quietly traveling up her arm and straight into her veins.

A delicate shiver danced down her spine, and her heart gave an involuntary, frantic flutter.

Keep it professional, Alaina.

She silently scolded herself, taking a deep breath to force her rational mind back online.

In the grand foyer.

Great-Aunt Rosemary beamed the moment she saw them walking in hand-in-hand, opening her arms wide to welcome them.

Silas released her hand, and Alaina stepped forward to hug the older woman, greeting her softly, "Madam."

Great-Aunt Rosemary held her hands tightly. "Why are you still calling me Madam? I'm your Aunt Rosemary."

"Aunt Rosemary," she quickly corrected herself.

"Wonderful, just wonderful," Great-Aunt Rosemary nodded with immense satisfaction. "Absolutely wonderful."

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