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Chapter 77: The Foundation Expands

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The conference room held representatives from twelve countries, and they were all looking to me for answers.

“Mumbai's employment program graduated forty-three women last month,” I said, clicking to the next slide on my presentation. “Sixty percent have started their own businesses. Thirty percent are employed by local companies. The remaining ten percent are pursuing advanced education.”

Nods around the table, approving murmurs in multiple languages. The International Development Council had flown these people to New York specifically to see our results, and so far, the numbers were impressive.

“What about the London site?” asked Minister Chen from the UK delegation.

“Construction begins next month. We've partnered with local organizations to ensure cultural sensitivity in program design.” I switched slides again. “Housing assistance, job training, childcare services - all integrated under one roof.”

My phone buzzed against my thigh. Probably Killian checking in, which he'd been doin
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  • Claiming Emery    Chapter 77: The Foundation Expands

    The conference room held representatives from twelve countries, and they were all looking to me for answers.“Mumbai's employment program graduated forty-three women last month,” I said, clicking to the next slide on my presentation. “Sixty percent have started their own businesses. Thirty percent are employed by local companies. The remaining ten percent are pursuing advanced education.”Nods around the table, approving murmurs in multiple languages. The International Development Council had flown these people to New York specifically to see our results, and so far, the numbers were impressive.“What about the London site?” asked Minister Chen from the UK delegation.“Construction begins next month. We've partnered with local organizations to ensure cultural sensitivity in program design.” I switched slides again. “Housing assistance, job training, childcare services - all integrated under one roof.”My phone buzzed against my thigh. Probably Killian checking in, which he'd been doin

  • Claiming Emery    Chapter 76: Growing Roots

    The ultrasound image showed a tiny heartbeat, and Killian's hand trembled as he held mine.“There,” Dr. Martinez said, pointing to a flutter on the black and white screen. “Right on schedule for twelve weeks. Strong heartbeat, good measurements.”I squeezed Killian's fingers, feeling his tension despite his outward calm. He had rescheduled three board meetings to be here, claiming nothing was more important than our baby's first official portrait.“Everything looks normal?” he asked, his voice carrying the careful control he used when stakes were highest.“Perfectly normal. Baby's developing right on track.” Dr. Martinez smiled at us both. “Are you feeling the excitement yet?”“Excitement mixed with terror,” I admitted.“That's completely normal too.”Killian leaned forward, studying the screen with the same intensity he brought to financial reports. “The heartbeat - is that rate good?”“Excellent. One hundred fifty beats per minute. Very healthy.”I watched my husband's face transfor

  • Claiming Emery    Chapter 75: Forever

    It had been one year, and our love story had become legend.I stood on the deck of our lake house watching Killian chop firewood with unnecessary enthusiasm, his shirt discarded despite the October chill. The man who commanded billion-dollar deals in Manhattan boardrooms attacked split logs like they were hostile takeover attempts.“You know we have a perfectly good gas fireplace,” I called out.“Where's the satisfaction in that?” He buried the axe in another piece of oak. “Besides, I like the work.”“You like showing off.”“For my wife? Always.”The word still sent warmth through my chest. Wife. One year married, and I still felt giddy hearing it.Our lake house had become our true sanctuary - no bulletproof glass, no security systems, just us and the water and the kind of peace we'd fought to earn. We came here every few weeks to remember what quiet felt like.“Dinner's almost ready,” I said.“Good. I'm starving.”He planted the axe in the chopping block and walked toward me, sweat

  • Claiming Emery    Chapter 74: Empire of Two

    We returned to New York as different people - united, unshakeable, unstoppable.The private jet descended through late afternoon clouds, the city spreading below us like a game board we'd already won. Two weeks in Italy had changed us in ways I was still discovering. The constant tension we'd carried for months was gone, replaced by something calmer but more dangerous. The certainty that came from having survived everything enemies could throw at us.“Look,” Killian said, pointing out the window. “They built something while we were gone.”Construction cranes dotted the skyline where they hadn't before, new buildings reaching toward the sky. The city had continued growing without us, but somehow it felt smaller now. More manageable.“How do you feel about being home?” I asked.“Like we own it.”The words should have sounded arrogant. Instead, they felt accurate.Our car waited on the tarmac, along with Alec and Mila who looked more relaxed than I'd seen them in months. Even the securit

  • Claiming Emery    Chapter 73: New Territories

    The honeymoon villa overlooked the Mediterranean like our own private kingdom.I stood on the marble balcony watching sunrise paint the water gold and pink while Killian slept behind me, his breathing deep and peaceful for the first time in months. Two weeks in Italy, completely cut off from business and family drama - no phones, no security details, no crisis management. Just us.“Coffee's ready,” his voice came from inside, rough with sleep and contentment.I turned to find him in the doorway wearing nothing but pajama pants, holding two steaming cups and looking more relaxed than I had ever seen him. Marriage suited him - the tension he had carried for so long had melted away, replaced by something calmer and more confident.“Good morning, husband.”“Good morning, wife.” He handed me a cup and wrapped his free arm around my waist. “Sleep well?”“Better than I have in years. You?”“Like the dead. Amazing what happens when you are not expecting assassins or corporate coups.”We settl

  • Claiming Emery    Chapter 72: Sacred Vows

    The cathedral doors opened, and everything else faded away except him.Killian stood at the altar in a black tuxedo that looked like it had been crafted specifically for this moment, his dark hair perfectly styled, his eyes locked on mine with an intensity that made my knees weak. The botanical garden had been transformed into something magical—white roses and ivy wrapped around every column, soft light filtering through glass panels, two hundred guests rising to their feet as the wedding march began.But I barely saw any of it. My world had narrowed to the man waiting for me at the end of this aisle, the promise in his eyes, the slight smile that said he couldn't quite believe this moment was real.“Ready?” my uncle whispered beside me.I nodded, not trusting my voice. We'd flown him in from Chicago two days ago, complete with security escort and background check, because Killian insisted that every person who mattered to me should be here to witness this.The first step down the ais

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