*CHAPTER 3 – Return of the Heiress*
The sun beat down on the private tarmac as *Alexa's jet* touched Nigerian soil once again.
She stepped out in sleek shades and a navy blue blazer, the kind that screamed elegance with a touch of danger. *Lixxie* followed closely, buttoning his cuffs, confident as ever. His arm slid around her waist as photographers at the gate snapped shots.
Alexa didn't flinch. She knew the moment she landed, the world would be watching — not just the press, but *Luxia*.
She felt it.
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*Hours later – Willie Mansion*
The atmosphere was filled with the scent of jasmine and old money. *Willie Zigna*, her mother, welcomed her with tears and critiques in one breath. "You've gotten thinner. And what is this man doing so close?"
"Nice to see you too, mum," Alexa replied with a half-smile.
*Willie Nelson*, her father, entered next, briefcase in one hand, unreadable expression on his face. "Hope you haven't forgotten your responsibilities, Alexa."
"I came back for them."
She wasn't just here to play princess anymore. She came back to *handle things* — and people.
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*Meanwhile – Luxia Group Headquarters*
Luxia was at his desk when her return trended on social media.
A photo of her and Lixxie—his biggest rival—arm in arm, plastered across news blogs.
He slammed his laptop shut.
"Book a dinner with her," he told Wang Lefie.
"She just landed," Wang said flatly.
"And she just became my top priority."
Wang clenched her jaw, hiding the stab of jealousy. She wasn't just his secretary. She had waited, loved him silently. And now Alexa had returned — with another man.
She knew she had to act fast.
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*That Night – Private Dinner Invitation*
Alexa wasn't surprised when a gold-rimmed invitation from *Luxia* arrived at her door.
"Are you going to accept it?" Lixxie asked, sipping wine.
"Of course," she said casually.
"Why?"
She looked him dead in the eye. "Because I'm not running from anyone, Lixxie. Not even him."
And just like that, the *game* had begun.
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