After Leander's words, Olivia Ashton's face froze completely. The crowd was filled with shocked murmurs.
Everyone turned to look at me, or perhaps they were looking at Olivia with disbelief.
Olivia, clearly shaken, shook her head. "No, this can't be true..."
Leander coldly looked at her, "I'll also look into the car accident incident from before."
Considering the incident where my brother almost got into an accident, the police were already investigating, and Olivia had become a key suspect.
In the afternoon, law enforcement arrived at our company and took Olivia Ashton into custody for questioning. The whole office was in shock, "Oh my God… She's a murderer! I can't believe she did something like this."
"She has no limits, all for a promotion."
"Thinking back, it's scary that we were colleagues with a murderer."
"Belle was targeted by her so much before. She really had a hard time."
...
Emma suddenly placed a file on my desk, grinning at me, "I still have some work to finish. Could you please take this file to Mr. Caldwell?"
At her teasing look, my face flushed with embarrassment.
Finally, in response to Emma's expectant gaze, I nervously walked to the CEO's office with the file.
I knocked on the door three times as instructed, and when I heard his deep voice, I opened the door with a sense of relief.
I quickly placed the file on his desk, but just as I was about to leave, a low voice called my name.
"Belle."
Leander frowned and then spoke seriously, "I need to talk to you."
My movements froze for a moment, "Hmm?"
Without any warning, he stood up from his seat and walked over to me. His dark eyes locked on mine, filled with emotions that were impossible to describe.
At that moment, it felt as though all the emotions I had been holding back froze inside me. He grabbed both my hands, his once-cold gaze now filled with heat. "Belle, in these three years since we've been apart, not a day has gone by when I haven't missed you. Being apart made me realize how important you are to me. I love you, and no matter how much time passes, that will never change.
"I can't imagine what I would become without you in my life. Would you be willing to accept me again, and let me come back into your life?"
After everything I've been through, haven't I been just like him? Even though three years have passed, my feelings haven't changed. And all the concerns that made me leave him three years ago no longer exist. Listening to his confession now, I couldn't help but drift into a daze.
Finally, I followed my heart and whispered, "I'm willing."
