Daddy Mommy’s Getting Remarried

Chapter 5 

Clara didn’t waste any time after parting ways with the Colon family. 

With her degree in Financial Mathematics, she swiftly secured a position in business planning at an investment firm. 

She found a cozy apartment for herself and Marlie, hiring a nanny to keep things running smoothly while she was at work. The new job was conveniently located, a quick dash home in case of emergencies. 

One morning at the office, Clara overheard coworkers gathered around the communal TV, buzzing with gossip, 

“Have you guys caught the latest? Zwingenrath’s most eligible, Walter, back in the spotlight from Chaseau with his sweetheart,” one mentioned. 

“Tamara Moss, right? Zwingenrath’s top socialite another chimed in, eyes wide. 

“Yeah, seen walking hand–in–hand at some fancy hotel. Seems serious between them,” a third added with a hint of envy. 

“Tamara has got it all. She has beauty and brains and belongs to one of Zwingenrath’s powerhouse families. Not to mention her artistry, No wonder Walter is finally off the market, mused another, almost dreamily. 

Catching a glimpse of the TV, Clara saw Tamara gracing a gallery opening, the epitome of grace and sophistication. The memory of the lipstick mark and the distinct perfume on Walter’s shirt flashed through her mind. ‘Tamara’s doing, no doubt, she thought. 

Clara then mused sarcastically. Seems the world is clueless about Walter’s brief detour into matrimony. So he rushed the divorce for his first love’s grand 

return, Interesting 

The office buzzed with more speculation. 

“Looks like wedding bells are in the air for Walter. Time for many to officially abandon their daydreams,” one joked. 

“Heard the date is all set,” whispered another. 

“A match made in heaven. They re just perfect for each other,” someone concluded as the group began to disperse with a collective sigh. “Well, back to reality for us mere mortals” 

Clara turned away, a sharp ache in her chest making her face go white. They’ve even set a date? Figures I would be the last to know. Ditched Marlie to ensure his princess wouldn’t be displeased. 

Just then, her boss, Richard Hunt, walked in and immediately noticed her pallor. “Clara, you don’t look so good. We’ve got that big pitch tonight. You alright?” 

Forcing a smile, Clara assured him. “I’m fine, Mr. Hunt. Really.” This text is © NôvelDrama/.Org.

“Good to hear. Tonight is a big deal for us. This contract could make or break our year. I’m counting on you to seal the deal. You’ll be rewarded handsomely,” he replied. 

Clara nodded, her resolve firming. She needed that bonus to secure Marlie’s spot in the best preschool. 

That evening, Clara dressed with care, a rare touch of makeup highlighting her features. She arrived at the Super Clubhouse where Richard was waiting. 

Upon seeing Clara, Hichard nodded approvingly. “Monight’s guests are influential. We need them on board. The firm’s future depends on it. Got it?” 

“Understood, Mr. Hunt,” Clara responded confidently. “The plan is solid. We’ve got this” 

Richard’s expression briefly faltered as he thought, “It’s not just about the plan; it’s the people we need to impress tonight.”