Too Late To Love Me I Already Left With His Twins (Lydia and Dave) novel Chapter 142

Of course she did.

Madam Eloise noticed everything.

“You look tired,” she said casually, setting the tablet aside now.

“I am tired.”

“No.” Her eyes narrowed slightly in that quiet, perceptive way of hers. “You look emotionally tired.”

That one landed more accurately than I appreciated. 2

I reached for the cup of tea sitting in front of me mostly to avoid answering immediately.

Outside her office windows, the city moved loudly and endlessly below us. Cars. Horns. Movement. Chaos.

Meanwhile inside this office, everything always felt strangely calm.

Intentional.

Madam Eloise believed deeply in intentional spaces.

Nothing in her office was accidental.

Not the warm lighting.

Not the bookshelves.

Not the soft instrumental music playing faintly somewhere in the background.

Even silence behaved properly in her office.

“You know,” she said thoughtfully after a moment, “people always assume money changes people.”

I glanced back at her.

“But it doesn’t,” she continued calmly. “It amplifies them.” She tilted her head slightly. “Power reveals character faster than poverty ever will.”

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The room went quiet for a second after that.

Because unfortunately…

She was right.

Madam Eloise leaned back slowly in her chair, folding her hands loosely.

“When people have nothing,” she said, “they can still pretend. Scarcity forces restraint. Society forces politeness. Fear forces performance.”

Her expression sharpened slightly.

“But power?” She smiled faintly. “Power removes supervision.”

I stayed quiet, listening.

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