The Windfalls of Love (Roxanne and Harrison)

Chapter 285

The night was still and silent, a stark contrast to the storm of emotions raging within Dominic.

He wore a facade of calm, his suffering hidden deep within him, his eyes dancing with a gentle, wind-

like smile. He gently ruffled Roxanne's hair, whispering to her, "Take your time. You have three days to

give me an answer."

Three days.

Three more days of having her in his life.

"The wind's picking up," he said, "Let's head back."

They made their way back to their residential area, where half the homes had already extinguished

their lights. The neighborhood was bathed in tranquility, a picture of suburban peace. He wondered

about the families living there, the couples who had already drifted into slumber, each household a

small unit making up the community.

Dominic owned a house here, yet he didn't have a family to call his own. He deliberately slowed his

pace, yearning to keep walking with Roxanne, to walk until dawn if possible. But life was a journey with

inevitable crossroads. Not everyone was meant to walk the same path together. Some were destined to

part ways midway.

When they reached her doorstep, Dominic wanted to wrap his arms around her, yet he refrained. At the

age of twenty, he had wanted to kiss her for the first time. As he leaned in, his nose brushed her cheek,

his lips inches away from hers, yet she had dodged. Even then, before Harrison entered her life, she

had avoided him. What more now?

Dominic watched as Roxanne disappeared behind her door, then retreated to his own home just one

floor up. He stood by the window, watching until the light in her apartment went out. The darkness

below mirrored the extinguished hope within him. The cold moonlight cast a somber shadow, a symbol

of his melancholy.

The next day, autumn rain poured down all night, and the weather turned cooler. Roxanne sat in her

office, lost in thought. An open book on her desk was being flipped page by page by the breeze

blowing from the window. Papers were scattered around, a mirror of her chaotic mind.

Chloe stepped into the office, her foot hitting a stray paper. She bent down to pick it up before making

her way to Roxanne, "Roxanne, these documents need your signature. What's on your mind?"

Roxanne was usually focused and efficient, her workaholic nature keeping her mind from wandering.

But currently, she was consumed by her thoughts, her emotions in turmoil. If only she could be an

emotionless machine, she thought. That way, she wouldn't have to deal with guilt or disappointment.

She pushed her personal issues aside, her attention drawn to the envelope in Chloe's hands. "What's

that?" she asked.

"It's from the Chamber of Commerce," Chloe replied, handing it over. Roxanne opened it to find an

invitation to a Business Conference. She was surprised, having never received such an invitation

before despite owning her business for years.

After some thought, she realized it was due to the assets Harrison and Vincent had transferred to her

recently. Several office buildings, malls, and chain hotels located in the bustling central business district Property © NôvelDrama.Org.

of Seraphim Haven were now under her name. This transformed her into a wealthy businesswoman,

which was probably why she had received the invitation.

"Attending could be a good opportunity to network," she said, glancing at the list of events for the

conference. She noticed that the conference was being held at one of the hotels Harrison had given

her. She had left the hotel's management to a professional manager, her role limited to reviewing the

monthly reports and reaping the profits. As a result, she was unaware of the Business Conference

being hosted there.

The next day, at the Business Conference in Seraphim Haven, banners and electronic lights filled the

area. The attendees were influential figures from various sectors. Roxanne remembered that Harrison,

being a prominent figure himself, would likely attend. But she also knew that he preferred to stay away

from the limelight, often having Alexander or Samuel Carter represent him at such events.

However, to her surprise, she saw Harrison at the conference. As the president of the Chamber of

Commerce, he took the center seat on the panel, discussing the economy and prospects for future

collaborations with confidence and charisma. Despite having been married to him for over a year,

Roxanne had never discussed business with Harrison. Listening to him talk, she felt she had learned

more than she ever had.

His poise and the aura of power he exuded were not just impressive but also irresistibly attractive.

Everyone present was awed by him, perhaps a testament to the aura of a true leader. Roxanne, who

was taking notes, paused, her mind drifting away. She found it hard to believe that this exceptional man

was her ex-husband. Memories of their past together flooded her mind, making her lose focus.

She was brought back to reality by the two women seated next to her. Roxanne recognized one of

them from the news.

Seraphim Haven's young female entrepreneur, as formidable as Evelyn, took over the family business

in her twenties. She had a keen mind for business and was often in the news.

"Mr. Rodriguez seems to be looking this way."

"Is he noticing me?"

"He really is looking this way, does he have an interest in me?"

That's when Roxanne looked back at the imposing figure of Harrison on the stage.

He was indeed looking in this direction.

From such a distance.

He was staring at her.

Could Harrison know that she was also attending the Business Conference today?

Otherwise, why would he focus his gaze on her among the thousands of entrepreneurs present?

Because of this glance, Harrison stopped speaking.

The staff thought it was just a brief pause, but he was staring in Roxanne's direction for at least half a

minute.

A staff member reminded him, "Mr. Rodriguez, everyone is still waiting for you."

Harrison withdrew his gaze.

If Roxanne weren't there, he could immediately regain his thoughts and continue his eloquent speech.

But it seemed his thoughts were somewhat disrupted.

What to say next, he actually forgot.

Usually a spontaneous speaker, he had to glance at his speech, to barely continue.

Actually, he didn't need the speech at all, but the secretariat always prepared these things and handed

them to him.

This speech, for the first time in years, it came in handy.

After the seminar, there was a grand banquet with thousands of people.

At this time, the major entrepreneurs who came to attend the Business Conference could exchange

business cards and resources.

Harrison, as the richest man in Seraphim Haven and the president of the business club, naturally

couldn't avoid being surrounded by admirers.

In such situations, he was always a gentleman.

But today, amidst the clinking of glasses and toasts, he was always looking for a certain frail figure.

"Excuse me for a moment."

Seeing Roxanne in the corner, he politely excused himself from the people who came to toast, and

headed towards that frail figure with determined steps.