Chapter 47

• Vanessa’s POV
• As I sat in the luxurious jet, the rhythmic hum of the engines providing a steady backdrop, I couldn't shake the lingering remnants of the dream that had plagued my sleep. With a heavy sigh, I glanced across the cabin to where Richard sat, engrossed in his work, his brow furrowed in concentration.
• Despite my best efforts to focus on the task at hand, the images from the dream kept intruding, taunting me with their vividness and intensity. It wasn’t in his study, so it wasn’t a memory. This dream was in his office.