Chapter 179
Looking back, that awkward teenage angst actually felt kind of sweet in retrospect.
If he could do it all over again…
Simon Quinn absolutely wouldn’t have avoided her. He would have found every excuse to talk to her, to get… closer to her.
“Whoa, why are you blushing? Kaia is a married woman. Don’t go crossing any lines,” Silas pointed out sharply, catching the flush on Simon’s face despite the dim lighting.
“Don’t worry, I won’t,” Simon replied coolly, before adding with a smile, “It was a long time ago. Looking back now, it just brings up a lot of memories, that’s all.”
Kaia just smiled and nodded. “I just remember you were amazing at the piano.”
Simon froze, a distant look in his eyes. “I thought you never heard me play. Or, if you did, I didn’t think you’d remember.”
Kaia pressed her lips together in a smile. “I was a science nerd. I didn’t exactly have an ear for the arts. So, your playing was like magic to me. It’s hard to forget.”
Silas propped his chin on his hand, his sharp eyes darting between the two of them. They were just talking about the past, but why did he suddenly feel like the third wheel?
“Did you two have a thing for each other back in high school?” Silas raised an eyebrow, teasing them. Kaia looked up and met Silas’s gaze. Her eyes were completely calm, but that look was enough to wipe the smirk off Silas’s face.
Simon just kept sipping his tea, completely silent.
The three of them shifted the conversation to industry trends and didn’t bring up the past again. Silas was a natural conversationalist; there was never a dull moment with him around.
They talked and ate, and soon the lunch was coming to an end.
Silas checked his watch and turned to Simon. “Kaia and I need to head back. We’ve got a meeting at four–thirty. How are you getting back, Simon?”
“My driver is waiting downstairs,” Simon replied.
Silas nodded and stood up. Kaia was about to stand as well, and Silas instinctively reached out to place a hand lightly behind her chair. He looked at Simon. “We’ll head out first, then. Let’s catch up another time.”
Simon didn’t miss Silas’s protective gesture. His eyes flickered slightly, but his smile didn’t waver. “Sounds good. Let’s do this again soon. Drive safe.”
Simon walked them downstairs and watched them drive off before heading back inside to find his friends.
Sitting in the back of the luxury SUV, Silas suddenly spoke up. “Kaia, what do you think of Simon Quinn? I’ve known him for years. He’s always been incredibly disciplined and has a stellar
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reputation.”
Kaia glanced at him and said smoothly, “Yeah, he’s highly capable, and he’s a good person. He’s great”
Silas clearly hadn’t expected Kaia to give Simon such high praise, and he went quiet for a few
seconds.
Then, unable to help himself, he asked, “What about me? What kind of person am I in your eyes?”
Kaia looked at him and smiled. “Highly capable, and a good person. You’ve got a lot of potential.”
Silas froze for a second before a devilish grin spread across his face. “Kaia, you’ve really mastered the art of the canned response. Does every guy get that same generic review? Just say all the right things and avoid offending anyone, right?”
Kaia looked out the window, her tone cooling slightly. “Of course not.”
Seeing the sadness welling up in her eyes, Silas immediately dropped the interrogation. A complex emotion flashed in his own eyes.
Once the SUV merged onto the highway, it headed straight back to the city.
Kaía sat in the car, her mind drifting back to those days with Simon Quinn. That brilliant teenager had grown into a formidable diplomat. Time was like a sculptor’s knife, carving out the best version of
him.
It was a shame she was no longer that girl leaning against the hallway wall, quietly listening to him play the piano. She had a family now. She had a daughter. She was pouring everything she had into her career, refusing to slow down.
Kaía closed her eyes. The temperature in the car was perfect, and exhaustion finally won out. She drifted off to sleep.
Half–asleep, she felt like she was back in the lab near the university.
The afternoon sun was bright and clear, casting a golden hue over everything.
It spilled across the pristine lab benches, making the mundane look magical.
She was wearing a lab coat and safety goggles, hyper–focused on the cell slices under the microscope, meticulously logging data.
Her professor was sitting nearby reviewing files, the scent of black tea lingering in the air.
Suddenly, there was a knock at the lab door. The professor called out a warm “Come in.”
Kaia turned to look. Outlined by the golden halo of the sun, a tall, striking silhouette walked in, looking almost too perfect to be real.
“Mr. Sanders…” the professor greeted him with a smile.
Only then did Kaia see his face clearly. It was the same man who had challenged her at the podium that day.
A young Finnian Sanders, already radiating a calm and sharpness that defied his age. Even back then, he was impossible to read, carrying an effortless, aristocratic air.
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That was the second time Kals and Finnian had ever crossed paths. He was like the blazing afternoon sun, golden and regal, warm and approachable, yet he arrived like a god descending into her ordinary Me, leaving an earth–shattering impact on her heart
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“Kaia, wake up. We’re back at the company.”
Silas’s voice echoed in her ears.
Kaia’s eyes snapped open. The familiar surroundings pulled her violently from the dreamscape back to reality.
blinked a few times. That kind of disjointed sleep only made her feel more exhausted. She let out ft sigh, met Silas’s concerned gaze, and offered a weak smile. “Alright. Let’s head in.”
la was struggling to shake off the lingering haze of the dream, but her phone buzzed with a text message that shattered the illusion completely.
Finnian had sent a work–related text, demanding an update on a situation, ending with four incredibly cold, corporate words: Reply as soon as possible.
The whiplash between the man in her dream and the reality of his text snapped Kaia entirely awake. She typed back a quick “Peceived” and aggressively buried every single emotion.
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spaced out, Silas asked quietly, “Did you have a nightmare? I saw you leep. Looked like you were fighting off demons in there.”
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