The lively piano melody flowed from her fingers. Claudia's demeanor when playing the piano was distinctively different from her usual persona.

She seemed utterly absorbed in her own universe, radiant with confidence. Even sans the stage lights, she gleamed.

As the melody came to a halt, Claudia turned to Bennett, her eyes glinting like the starlit sky.

A similar sparkle danced in Bennett's eyes as he clapped enthusiastically. "Brilliant performance."

Claudia blushed slightly, uttering, "Thank you, Bennett."

His thoughtful surprises deeply touched her heart.

“It was my pleasure.”

After inspecting the piano room, Claudia selected a guest room for herself.

Bennett chose not to comment. After she made her choice, he Lugged her two large suitcases upstairs.

They shared a modest meal at midday. In the afternoon, Bennett had to return to work for a meeting.

Claudia spent the rest of her day arranging her belongings from the two suitcases in her room.

At about five o'clock in the evening, Claudia was startled by a surprise text from Bennett. The message detailed their plans for an outdoor dinner and his arrangement for a driver to come and fetch her.

Caught off guard, Claudia's immediate assumption was a business meal. With a rush of energy, she bounced up from her bed to ask, “Should I dress in a particular way? Should I wear makeup?"

Even though their matrimonial bond was a charade, she didn't want to make Bennett look bad in front of his business partners.

Not long after, Bennett's response arrived. "Pick whatever you Like." His nonchalant response left her speechless.

Despite Bennett's laissez-faire approach, Claudia decided on a lengthy, sophisticated dress, accompanied by a touch of subtle makeup. She even dedicated ten minutes to weave her hair into a braid before the driver arrived.

Satisfied with her appearance, Claudia grabbed her purse and made her way downstairs. As soon as she reached the bottom, the doorbell chimed.

The face appearing on the video intercom was Allan, Bennett's driver.

“Mrs. Dreskin

Hobbling out of the villa, Claudia realized she had forgotten her wheelchair. Her leg, not yet fully healed, wobbled beneath her.

As Claudia made her way outside, she noticed the car door already open, courtesy of the driver.

“Mrs. Dreskin, Mr. Dreskin is at the office. We need to swing by there first."

“Alright, thank you," Claudia replied, before clambering into the car. The Segarine Group headquarters wasn't a great distance from the villa.

A tifteen-minute ride at most.