What She Overheard in Her Own Marriage novel Chapter 93

"Fine. We'll go tomorrow for lunch," Kaia agreed.

"Good. We'll head out together in the morning."

Finnian looked down at her profile, looking like he wanted to say more. But Kaia quickly gathered her files, stood up, and walked out of the room.

Finnian stood by the floor-to-ceiling windows for a few seconds before slipping his hands into his pockets and leaving the building with his executives.

The next morning, the weather was bitingly cold. Finnian had arranged for a luxury SUV. Dexter drove, while a trailing security vehicle was loaded with gifts.

In the car, Finnian played with Brynlee, who was bouncing off the walls with endless energy. Kaia sat quietly in the captain's chair, listening to the two of them.

The Chavez family lived in a quiet, academic neighborhood near the university. A single old plum tree bloomed in the corner of their yard, its faint, sweet scent hanging in the air.

Finnian was dressed less formally than usual—a high-end black turtleneck under a charcoal cashmere coat. The casual look only highlighted his tall, athletic frame and striking features.

Dexter and the security detail unloaded several beautifully wrapped boxes. To cater to Warren's tastes, Finnian had gone out of his way to source rare calligraphy scrolls and antique book replicas.

Jane and Warren were waiting at the door. Seeing the family of three arrive together, their smiles widened.

"Mom, Dad, Happy Holidays," Finnian greeted them warmly, dropping the intimidating persona he used in the boardroom.

"Come in, come in, Finnian! Make yourselves at home," Jane smiled brightly.

Warren had already brewed a pot of tea and set out snacks. Seeing Dexter and the detail handling the heavy lifting, Jane quickly set up a table for them in another room, earning their polite thanks.

"Grandpa! Grandma! We saw you yesterday, and now we get to see you again today! I'm so happy!" Brynlee skipped behind them, shaking her little head as she spoke in her sweet voice.

Jane's heart melted. She patted the girl's head. "We are too! We wish we could see our little sweetheart every single day."

Finnian sat on the sofa, resting his hands casually on his knees, a warm smile on his face as he watched his daughter run around.

Warren had a dignified, academic air about him. Unlike the businessmen and politicians who constantly sucked up to Finnian, Warren treated him normally. Stripped of his corporate power plays, Finnian appeared much more relaxed and approachable.

"Kaia mentioned the recent shake-up at the office and her move to a different department," Warren said slowly, breaking the comfortable silence.

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