Chapter 67

Kiara sat in the living room, staring out the window as she sipped her tea. She couldn't stop thinking about her mother, who had passed away when Kiara was just a child. She missed her so much even though she barely knew her, and wished she could have gotten to know her better.

"Martha," she said, turning to her housekeeper who was dusting a nearby table. "Do you know anything about my mother?"

Martha paused, her eyes meeting Kiara's for a moment before she went back to her work. "Not much, I'm afraid. Your mother was a very private person, and she didn't share much about her life with anyone."

Kiara's heart sank. She had hoped that Martha would have some insights, some memories to share with her. "Did she ever talk to you about my father?"

Martha hesitated before replying. "Well, your parents had a very strange relationship. They fought a lot, and I think they had a hard time understanding each other."

Kiara felt a knot form in her stomach. She had always suspected that her parents' marriage was troubled, but hearing it confirmed made her feel uneasy. "Did they love each other?"

Martha shrugged. "I can't say for sure. Your mother was very closed off, and your father...well, he had his own issues. They weren't exactly affectionate with each other, if you know what I mean."

Kiara nodded, feeling a mix of sadness and frustration. She wished she could have known her mother better, and understood the dynamics of her parents' relationship. "Thank you, Martha," she said quietly. "I appreciate your honesty."

Martha gave her a small smile. "Of course, Miss Kiara. I wish I could tell you more, but that's really all I know."

Kiara nodded again, lost in thought. She couldn't help but wonder what her mother was really like, and what kind of person she would have grown up to be if she had lived. But for now, she would have to settle for the memories she had, and the glimpses she could piece together from the few people who knew her.

Back at work, Kiara sat at her desk, staring blankly at her computer screen. She had been struggling with her thoughts lately, especially with regards to her ex-husband, Lucas. They had divorced almost a year ago, but she still found herself thinking about him constantly. She couldn't help but wonder if he was happy, if he had moved on, if he was thinking about her as much as she was thinking about him.

But today, something snapped in Kiara. She realized that she had been wasting too much time and energy on Lucas, and that it was taking away from her work as the CEO of her billion-dollar company. She took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and made a conscious decision to forget all about her worries for her ex-husband.

As she opened her eyes, she felt a wave of clarity wash over her. She focused on her computer screen and began to tackle the tasks at hand. She checked her email, responded to messages, and made some important decisions regarding the future of her company.

Kiara's assistant walked in, noticing a change in her demeanor. "Is everything okay, Miss?" she asked.

Kiara smiled, feeling a sense of pride in herself. "Everything is great, Sarah. I've just realized that I've been wasting too much time worrying about things that don't matter. From now on, I'm going to focus on my job as the billionaire and CEO that i am. That's what truly matters."

Sarah nodded, impressed by Kiara's newfound determination. "That's great to hear, Ms. Johnson. You're an incredible leader, and I know you'll do great things for this company."

Kiara felt a surge of confidence in herself, knowing that she had made the right decision. She turned back to her computer screen, ready to take on whatever challenges came her way. From now on, she was going to focus on her job, her company, and her own happiness. And she was going to be unstoppable.

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Lucas sat in his study, staring blankly at the wall. Harry, his butler, quietly entered the room and approached Lucas.

"Is everything alright, sir?" Harry asked.

Lucas looked up at him, his expression sad and defeated. "No, Harry. Everything is not alright. I can't seem to get her out of my mind."

"Her, sir?"

"Kiara. My ex-wife. I know I shouldn't dwell on the past, but I can't help it. I miss her every day. I thought I was over her, but I'm not."

Harry nodded sympathetically. "I understand, sir. Sometimes, it's hard to let go of the people we love."

Lucas sighed. "I just can't believe I let her go. I was foolish, Harry. I should have done things differently."

"What do you mean, sir?"

"I mean, I should have been more attentive to her needs. I should have shown her more love and appreciation. I took her for granted, and now she's gone."

Harry placed a comforting hand on Lucas's shoulder. "It's never too late to make amends, sir. If you truly regret how things ended with Kiara, perhaps you should reach out to her and try to make things right."

Lucas looked at Harry, a glimmer of hope in his eyes. "Do you think she would even consider talking to me?"

"It's hard to say, sir. But if you don't try, you'll never know."

Lucas nodded slowly. "You're right, Harry. I have to do something. I can't keep living like this, constantly thinking about what could have been."

Harry gave Lucas a small smile. "I'm here for you, sir. Whatever you need."

Lucas stood up, determination in his eyes. "Thank you, Harry. I'm going to do it. I'm going to reach out to Kiara and try to make things right."

Harry watched as Lucas left the room, feeling hopeful that perhaps his employer could find some peace and closure and he knew that even if he doesn't, he would move on because that was the best thing either of them could do in that moment.