My Mommy Is A CEO

“Libby, what’s wrong?” Miles asked anxiously.

“It’s nothing, just thinking about tomorrow… I can’t help but feel nervous,” Libby forced herself to lie. It was the only way to explain her unusual behavior.

“Don’t worry,” Miles gently patted his wife’s hand and said, “Rhys and Thomas will be with you tomorrow. Just stay at home and don’t go anywhere.”

“No!” Libby immediately refused when she heard this. “Let them follow you! I’ll be fine at home.”

Miles knew that his wife was worried about him, but he was also worried about her situation. So he insisted, “Listen to my arrangements. No one knows what will happen tomorrow. If he uses you as a hostage, it would be bad.”

Libby’s heart was in chaos but she couldn’t argue with her husband’s firm decision. She could only hold onto his hand tightly while feeling guilty and remorseful.

That night in the villa on the outskirts of town, Lucia and Arthur sat together on the couch with all lights on discussing their plan for tomorrow. As Arthur carefully considered every detail of their plan, Lucia smiled confidently, “With you in charge, everything will be fine tomorrow.”

Arthur glanced at Lucia. How did she suddenly become so comforting? But deep down inside, he still felt uneasy, “No matter what happens tomorrow, don’t get close to Casper. Your safety is our top priority.”

Lucia had a complicated look in her eyes but still nodded obediently, “Don’t worry. I’ll take care of myself. It’s more important for you to control his men carefully since they are desperate criminals who won’t hesitate to do anything.”

Arthur’s heart skipped a beat as he reached out and pulled Lucia into his arms like seeking security, then held her tight saying repeatedly, “Kyle will follow me closely so before we enter the conference room, don’t act impulsively.”

He kept repeating his concerns.

Lucia reached back and hugged Arthur’s back, looking up at the ceiling with a guilty expression. Her eyebrows furrowed tightly together, but as soon as Arthur let go of her, she returned to her usual demeanor.

Another quiet “I’m sorry” floated in her heart.

That night, Lucia remained nestled in Arthur’s embrace until the late hours. Her mind was still clear, listening to his steady breathing and the fresh scent emanating from him. Lucia felt both at peace and saddened, silently repenting in the darkness.

“Arthur, I’m sorry. There are some things I really want to ask him in person. Don’t worry, I won’t get into any trouble. Once I get the answers, I’ll return to your side…”

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Although Lucia didn’t dare to move, she obediently snuggled in Arthur’s arms. However, because of this movement, she couldn’t see Arthur’s face or his eyes that were open in the darkness.

The next day, before 7 o’clock in the scorching summer season, the sky was already bright. The sunlight shone on the curtains, trying its best to penetrate through but only a few rays of light managed to seep in and illuminate the couple sleeping peacefully on the large bed.

She had long forgotten how she fell asleep last night, but her biological clock was very punctual. As soon as it hit 7:30, Lucia slowly opened her eyes. She just saw the things in front of her and noticed that Arthur had already woken up at some point. He was staring at her without blinking, his gaze was gentle yet there seemed to be something else behind it.

“Arthur, why didn’t you wake me up?” Lucia rubbed her eyes and habitually rubbed her cheek against Arthur’s chin like a cat. Overnight, he had grown some small stubble, which tickled her face and made her feel itchy.

Arthur smiled, rubbed his thumb under Lucia’s eye, and asked her,

“You’re sleeping so soundly. Why do you still have dark circles under your eyes?”

Lucia buried her face in Arthur’s chest and said angrily, “I couldn’t sleep… I waited for so long…”

Arthur didn’t delve into Lucia’s words but just gently patted her back a few times and said,

“Do you want to sleep a little longer? There’s still time.”

“Can I still sleep like this?” Lucia’s voice became playful as she looked up at Arthur, and sure enough, her big eyes were already sparkling.

Arthur smiled, kissed her on the forehead and pulled her up. The two of them washed together, and there was another burst of intimacy and tenderness. After coming out of the bathroom, Lucia’s feet were a little soft, drooping on Arthur like cotton balls, and let him “serve” herself.

Of course Arthur would not refuse. He put Lucia wrapped in a bath towel back on the bed, and put on his clothes first. Today, Arthur’s attire was somewhat special. To facilitate movement, he dressed in combat gear, just like Jack and the others. The all-black outfit added a touch of unruly and fierce aura to him. His black hair cascaded neatly behind his head, and his incredibly handsome face, devoid of any expression, looked as cold as a demon.

Lucia sat cross-legged on the bed, completely captivated by Arthur’s every move. As he fixed his hair, she couldn’t resist standing up and asking him to hold her.

Arthur turned around and embraced Lucia around her waist, looking up at her with a smile.

Feeling mischievous, Lucia used her finger to playfully stroke his chin and teased, “Look at this face, wouldn’t it charm countless women if you showed it to them?”

“I just want to charm you,” Arthur chuckled as he gently rubbed Lucia’s waist.

Originally, Lucia was playfully teasing Arthur, but her sensitive waist was defeated by his touch, and she ended up begging for mercy, resting her head on his shoulder. If it weren’t for the upcoming important event, Arthur would have been reluctant to let her go.

The suit Lucia was wearing today was chosen by Arthur, and he also styled her hair. When everything was ready, he suddenly walked over to the closet and took out a watch to put on Lucia. She looked at it curiously for a few moments.

“Just wear the one I usually use.”

“This is newly purchased. It looks good,” Arthur said as he confirmed the watch was securely on her wrist.

Lucia smiled and didn’t dwell on the matter.

They went downstairs together for breakfast at 9 o’clock, and left the villa in the eastern suburbs on time.

However, they did not travel together. Lucia had received a notification from Gracie that she was already waiting for her near StandHill, so Lucia needed to go there directly. The shareholders’ meeting was scheduled for 10 am, while Arthur needed to first gather his team at the company.

After closing the car door for Lucia, Arthur leaned down to remind her again,

“Remember, don’t move recklessly before we come in.”

“Okay.” Lucia smiled lightly and responded softly like a mosquito, but there was not much reluctance to part. She started the engine and drove away, while Arthur stood still watching her car gradually disappear, his gaze becoming increasingly gloomy.

Lucia didn’t stop anyone from doing what they wanted, but she also can’t stop herself from doing what she should do.