Winds Carry Lost Promises by Asa Holt Vale 75 Summary
In Chapter 75 of “Winds Carry Lost Promises,” the tension escalates as Daron’s authoritative command disrupts the atmosphere, showcasing his rare display of anger. Marina, caught off guard by his tone, instinctively realizes that she should not linger in the confrontation between Daron and his employee. As she exits, she shares a fleeting moment of empathy with the dismissed employee, recognizing the sadness in his eyes and wishing to offer comfort, but feeling powerless to intervene.
Once alone with Daron in the office, Marina attempts to regain control of the situation by presenting her meticulously prepared documents. Despite her urgent plea for Daron to consider her proposal regarding the acquisition of Ross Group, he dismissively questions her intentions, hinting at her past relationship with Lavern, which complicates her credibility. Marina remains composed, asserting her confidence in the plan while grappling with the emotional baggage of her history with Lavern.
Daron’s cold demeanor and pointed questions challenge Marina, forcing her to confront her past decisions and the weight they carry. As he presses her on whether her past relationship would cloud her judgment, Marina struggles to formulate a convincing response. The conversation turns increasingly tense, culminating in Daron’s abrupt dismissal of her, leaving her feeling helpless and disheartened.
As she exits the office, Marina’s disappointment is palpable, and she feels the weight of her failures pressing down on her. The cold atmosphere of the Zamora Group office mirrors her internal struggle as she prepares to leave, feeling drained and defeated. Just as she steps into the elevator, her vulnerability is noticed by Garret, who expresses concern for her well-being, hinting at the emotional turmoil that has unfolded in her encounter with Daron.
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**Winds Carry Lost Promises by Asa Holt Vale**
**Chapter 75**
In an instant, Daron’s voice cut through the air, cold and commanding.
“Get out,” he ordered sharply.
It was a rare occasion when Daron displayed such intense fury, and the atmosphere in the room shifted palpably.
Marina felt a jolt of surprise at his tone, but she quickly composed herself and sprang from the couch, acutely aware that lingering would be a mistake. This was a moment meant for Daron and his employee, and she had no business intruding on that exchange.
As she made her way to the door, her gaze met that of the employee who had just faced Daron’s wrath. In his eyes, she noticed a glimmer of sadness, a silent plea for understanding.
Marina pressed her lips together, a pang of empathy rising within her. She wished she could offer some comfort, yet she knew she was powerless to intervene.
As she brushed past Daron, he reached out, his fingers wrapping around her arm with an unexpected intensity.
Marina froze, and in that fleeting moment, a flicker of understanding ignited in the employee’s eyes. He hurriedly exited, casting a grateful glance back at her as he passed.
The door clicked shut behind him, leaving only Marina and Daron in the expansive, sunlit office that felt suddenly smaller.
Daron’s gaze fell to the floor, and he shot her a dismissive look before turning towards his desk, his posture rigid.
Marina took a deep breath, gathering her thoughts, and followed him, determined to remain composed.
As he sank into his chair, she rushed to his side, presenting the meticulously prepared documents she had toiled over all night.
“Mr. Zamora, if you could spare a moment to review the detailed plan and proposal I’ve crafted before making any decisions, I would greatly appreciate it,” Marina implored, her voice steady yet laced with urgency.
Daron glanced down at the papers she offered, his expression inscrutable, revealing nothing of his thoughts.
“We discussed this yesterday. Why revisit it today?” he replied, his tone flat.
He picked up a different stack of papers from his desk, completely ignoring her proposal.
Marina felt a momentary hesitation, but she quickly regained her composure, calmly retracting the documents.
“If you’re pressed for time, Mr. Zamora, I can provide a brief overview,” she suggested, her voice unwavering.
“I have devised a strategy that could expedite Zamora Group’s foothold in Sicester,” she continued, her confidence beginning to swell.
Daron’s hand faltered for just a second as he flipped through the papers, then resumed his perusal, seemingly unfazed.
Yet Marina noticed that tiny reaction, and it emboldened her. She pressed on, her voice steady and assured.
“Mr. Zamora, you already possess a significant share of Ross Group. We no longer need to regard them merely as a stepping stone; we can actually acquire them.”
Finally, Daron’s interest piqued. He set down the papers, looking up at her with a mixture of skepticism and intrigue.
“Ms. Finley, are you genuinely suggesting that Zamora Group should absorb Ross Group?” he questioned, his lips curling into a faint, almost sardonic smile.
The implications of such a move were weighty, and Daron clearly harbored doubts about the feasibility of her plan.
Marina nodded earnestly.
“Without a doubt. This represents a pivotal opportunity for Zamora Group to outpace our competitors. With my involvement, the transition will be seamless,” she asserted, her almond-shaped eyes radiating sincerity, devoid of any trace of doubt.
Daron remained silent for a moment, his expression inscrutable. He reached into the drawer beside him, retrieving a pack of cigarettes, and lit one with a practiced flick of his wrist.
The slender cigarette dangled between his long fingers as he inhaled slowly, the ember glowing brightly before dimming with each drag.
Gray smoke curled lazily around them, obscuring the emotions that flickered in his eyes.
Marina stood resolutely before the desk, her heart racing as she awaited his response.
Confidence coursed through her veins; she was certain this time Daron wouldn’t find a way to dismiss her proposal.
“Ms. Finley, how can you assure me that you won’t go easy on Ross Group? After all…” Daron’s voice trailed off, the unspoken words hanging heavily in the air.
Marina understood precisely what he was insinuating. Meeting his gaze, she remained calm and composed, her eyes locking onto his deep, inscrutable ones veiled by the drifting smoke.
“Why would I hesitate, Mr. Zamora? My life is filled with significant moments. Ross Group is not the end of my story,” she replied, her voice steady and resolute.
She had invested so much of herself into Ross Group over the years.
When Lavern’s betrayal came to light, she had been torn, unsure of her next steps.
But she knew she had to forge ahead.
Years of hard work had shaped her into a stronger individual, and she refused to let Ross Group’s fleeting success anchor her down.
Daron extinguished his cigarette in the ashtray, grinding it out with deliberate slowness.
“And how can you ensure that if you return to Ross Group, your decisions won’t be clouded by your seven-year relationship? After all, he’s the man you chose over your own family,” Daron challenged, his gaze sharpening, eyes narrowing as they bore into Marina.
For a brief moment, her mind went blank.
From the inception of this plan, she had never considered Lavern as a variable.
Once she committed to a decision, she was not the type to allow anyone to sway her.
In truth, Lavern had never been a genuine factor in her considerations.
Daron’s icy stare intensified as he noticed her hesitation, his expression growing colder still.
Marina scrambled for the right words to counter Daron’s challenge.
After all, she had indeed chosen Lavern over her family in the past. If she wanted Daron to accept her proposal, she needed to craft a truly compelling argument.
“Mr. Zamora…”
As she opened her mouth to speak, Daron interrupted her, his tone flat and devoid of warmth. “Get out.”
Marina froze, her heart racing. She quickly added, “Mr. Zamora, that’s far too unfortunate. Even before I returned to Vrufield, I had already moved on from him. He doesn’t influence any of my decisions.”
“So when I mentioned him just now, he’s merely a jinx in my life,” she added, her voice tinged with frustration.
Choosing Lavern over her family had been the most foolish decision Marina had ever made.
Yet, she struggled to find anything truly convincing to sway Daron.
Her relationship with Lavern had left her burdened with emotional baggage that clung to her like a shadow, leaving her feeling lost.
“Mr. Zamora, the only way I can prove my worth is through my actions,” Marina stated, her voice steady despite the turmoil inside.
Daron remained unresponsive, his focus locked onto the documents, completely disregarding her presence, his expression a mask of indifference.
In that moment, Marina felt a wave of helplessness wash over her, as if all her efforts were futile.
“I’ll leave you to your work, Mr. Zamora,” she said, her voice barely above a whisper.
As she walked out of the office, she cast a glance back at Daron, but he remained fixated on his papers, signaling his disinterest in her departure.
Disappointment flickered in her eyes, but she had no choice but to leave, quietly shutting the door behind her.
Once the door clicked shut, a soft sigh escaped Marina’s lips as she made her way toward the elevator, pressing the down button.
After two grueling days filled with setbacks, she felt utterly drained. Her shoulders sagged as she awaited the elevator, feeling as if she lacked the strength to continue.
The air conditioning at Zamora Group was set to a chilling level, and the cold seeped into her very bones. She sniffled, attempting to shake off the chill.
As fate would have it, Garret happened to pass by and noticed Marina stepping into the elevator, her demeanor so downtrodden, shoulders hunched as if she were on the brink of tears.
He halted, momentarily stunned, before quickly pushing open Daron’s office door.
“Daron, what the hell did you do?” Garret demanded, his voice laced with concern.
Daron looked up, his eyes cold and piercing.
“You’d better have something significant to say,” Daron replied, his tone sharp.
Garret could sense the dangerous energy radiating from Daron, prompting him to lower his voice.
“I just saw Ms. Finley crying out there,” he said, his concern palpable.
Conclusion
In the aftermath of the confrontation, Marina found herself grappling with a profound sense of defeat as she stepped into the elevator. The weight of her aspirations clung to her like a heavy shroud, each breath a reminder of the barriers that seemed insurmountable. She had poured her heart and soul into her proposal, yet Daron’s dismissive attitude left her feeling invisible, as if her efforts had been rendered meaningless. The fleeting moment of connection with the employee had sparked a flicker of hope, but it was quickly extinguished by Daron’s cold rebuff. As she stood alone, waiting for the elevator doors to open, she realized that her journey was not just about the acquisition of Ross Group; it was a battle for her own identity and worth in a world that often overlooked her.
Meanwhile, Daron remained ensconced in his office, the remnants of their interaction lingering like the smoke from his extinguished cigarette. Garret’s concern for Marina shattered the icy facade Daron had carefully constructed, forcing him to confront the implications of his actions. The realization that his words had caused pain stirred something deep within him, a flicker of empathy that he had long buried beneath layers of ambition and control. As Garret pressed him for answers, Daron’s defenses began to crack, revealing a vulnerability that he had fought to suppress. This moment marked a turning point for both characters: for Marina, it was a painful yet necessary step toward reclaiming her power, while for Daron, it was an awakening to the impact of his decisions, hinting at a potential shift in their dynamic that could reshape their futures.
What to Expect in Next Chapter?
**What to Expect in Next Chapter?**
In the upcoming chapter, readers can anticipate the palpable tension between Daron and Marina to reach a boiling point. With Garret’s unexpected intervention, the dynamics within the Zamora Group are set to shift dramatically. Will Garret’s concern for Marina spark a change in Daron’s demeanor, or will it only serve to deepen the chasm between him and Marina? As secrets and unspoken feelings linger in the air, the confrontation that looms promises to reveal more than just professional ambitions; it may expose vulnerabilities that neither character is prepared to face.
Moreover, Marina’s determination to prove herself will be put to the ultimate test. With her emotional turmoil regarding Lavern still fresh, her resolve to rise above her past will be challenged in ways she never anticipated. As she navigates the fallout from her encounter with Daron, readers will witness her struggle to reclaim her power and assert her worth in a world that seems intent on undermining her. Will she find the strength to confront her past while pursuing her ambitions, or will the weight of her choices threaten to drag her down once more? The next chapter promises to unravel the complexities of ambition, loyalty, and the unrelenting grip of the past, leaving readers on the edge of their seats.
