INICIAR SESIÓNEdward's POV The front doors closed without spectacle. No slam. No display of force. Just the soft hush of a house sealing itself after performance. The estate exhaled. Somewhere down the corridor, glass chimed faintly. Staff cleared what elegance had left behind. Footsteps skimmed the marble.
Then turned to Caroline. "Tell me about the gallery renovations. I heard the timeline shifted." Caroline launched into an explanation about contractor delays and permit issues. The conversation moved. Lucy stared at her plate. Her jaw working. I took another bite. None of it landed. But I ke
Alicia's POV It took a while before I realized my hands had stopped shaking. That was the first thing I noticed. Walking through that door, handing Edward the envelope, crossing the room under every pair of eyes—all of that had cost me. But now I was here. Seated. And my hands were steady on t
Marie crossed the foyer. Opened the door. Alicia stepped inside. Emerald green dress. Hair pulled back. Flawless. My chest seized. She didn't pause. Didn't scan the room. Just walked in like she'd been expected all along. The room shifted. Conversations faltered mid-sentence. Heads turned.
Vivienne's voice was smooth. Controlled. "Margaret. I didn't realize you'd returned." Margaret looked at her. Calm. "I finished early." "From Geneva?" "Yes." Vivienne's smile tightened. "I thought overseeing your late brother's investment matters would take longer. Especially with everything
Edward's POV I stood in front of the mirror. Navy suit. White shirt. Cufflinks I'd worn a hundred times. My reflection stared back. Same face. Same jaw. Same eyes. But something about it felt wrong tonight. Like I was looking at someone I didn't recognize anymore. I adjusted my collar. Smoot







