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Chapter Forty-One.

Author: Lucy Biebie
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-07-25 15:00:00

​HUNTING THE DOCTOR.

​Emma’s POV.

The flight back from Rome had been completely silent and intense, and the very second our private jet touched down at the Manhattan hangar, Nathan and I bypassed the penthouse entirely to get into our waiting armored SUV because Joel had spent the last twelve hours tracking Dr. Frank to a secluded private clinic upstate. The rain was drumming a steady, heavy beat against the bulletproof windows as we drove through the dark pine trees, and

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    THE GALA CONFRONTATION.Emma’s POV.The grand luxury ballroom was packed with high-society guests and corporate donors as soft music played through the overhead speakers, and the transition from stepping out of our private town car past the flashing news cameras to walking onto the central dining floor was completely smooth while Nathan held my hand firmly in his. I was wearing a fitted gold dress with my hair styled neatly up, standing beside my husband near the donor board table, feeling an immense sense of quiet confidence because earlier that morning inside the central courtroom, the probate judge had reviewed my father's original signed waiver document and dismissed Thomas Sterling's lawsuit forever."You look absolutely stunning tonight, Emma, and walking through this room with you after our complete court victory this morning is the proudest moment of my entire life," Nathan said, leaning down to kiss my cheek while resting his arm securely around my waist."Thank you, Nathan,

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    THE STOLEN INVITATION.Nathan’s POV.The late evening lamps were glowing warmly inside my private penthouse study as Emma and I sat at the center conference table alongside Joel, and the transition from stepping off our private elevator to laying out the contents of the recovered metal box was completely smooth as Mark locked down all residential entrance doors. Joel carefully lifted the top paper folder out of the metal container, using white cotton gloves to slide out an original four-page legal document that had Richard Quinn’s official notarized stamp resting on the final signature line."This is the holy grail of our defense strategy, Nathan, because this original signed relinquishment document explicitly proves that the twins' mother accepted five million dollars twenty-five years ago in exchange for giving up every single legal claim to the Quinn Trust," Joel announced, placing the preserved contract sheets flat on the table surface in front of us."Look right here at the botto

  • DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET.   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-NINE.

    JULIAN’S CONFESSION.Emma’s POV.The evening sky was dark as our three-car security convoy made its way back into the city, and the transition from leaving the upstate retirement estate to driving through the downtown harbor tunnel was completely smooth as Nathan kept the metal filing box resting safely on the floor mat between his feet. Joel was sitting in the front seat reviewing Arthur Pendelton’s signed affidavit, while I sat back against the leather seat looking at my tablet screen, until a sudden text notification chimed on my personal mobile phone.I opened the message, reading a frantic text from Julian that begged for an immediate, private meeting at the quiet level three parking garage near harbor building four, promising that he had critical information about Chloe's next move that I needed to hear before tomorrow morning's court hearing."Nathan, look at this text message that Julian just sent directly to my personal phone number, because he is asking to meet me right now

  • DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET.   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-EIGHT.

    THE STORAGE FIRE ALARM.Nathan’s POV.The basement storage room was quiet and cool as Arthur Pendelton walked slowly down the long aisle between the high metal shelves, and the transition from descending the carpeted staircase to standing inside the legal archive room was completely smooth as Mark held his tactical flashlight steady against the dark corners. Hundreds of grey paper boxes were stacked neatly along the walls, while Joel stepped ahead to help the elderly lawyer inspect the labels pasted onto the front cover of each storage container."Box number forty-two should be sitting right here on the middle shelf, Mr. Zander, because I organized all of my confidential corporate client files in strict alphabetical order before I retired fifteen years ago," Arthur Pendelton noted, pointing his cane toward a thick metal filing box resting near the back of the third row."I see the metal box right here, Mr. Pendelton, and the front label has Richard Quinn's name printed clearly across

  • DEAR EX, IT'S TOO LATE FOR REGRET.   CHAPTER ONE HUNDRED AND FIFTY-SEVEN.

    THE UPSTATE INVESTIGATION.Emma’s POV.The green trees along the northern highway were passing by our car windows as we drove further away from the city, and the transition from sitting in heavy traffic to glidng smoothly along the quiet country road was completely peaceful while Joel read through his legal files in the front passenger seat. Nathan kept his hand wrapped firmly around mine on the leather back seat, and after an hour of quiet silence between us, I turned my head to look directly into his dark, tired eyes."Nathan, I want to apologize for the harsh words I spoke to you last night when I told you to sleep down in your study," I said softly, my voice filled with genuine warmth as I squeezed his fingers tight inside my grasp."You don't ever have to apologize to me for being upset, Emma, because watching our daughters cry at that restaurant and seeing those staged hotel pictures on the morning news was more than any wife should have to handle," Nathan replied, turning his b

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    THE MISSING DOCUMENT.Nathan’s POV.The afternoon sun was shining brightly through the main conference room windows of Joel’s law firm as Emma set her father’s handwritten diary flat on the glass table surface, and the transition from stepping out of the elevator to reviewing those yellowed pages with our legal team was completely smooth as Mark closed the double doors behind us. Joel picked up the open journal, using a magnifying glass to read through Richard Quinn’s personal entries regarding the five-million-dollar financial payout and the signed release contract from twenty-five years ago."This journal entry is an incredible piece of historical evidence, Emma, and reading your father's direct thoughts about paying off the twins' mother gives us a clear roadmap of what happened back then," Joel said, setting his magnifying glass onto the desk table while looking across at us."So this handwritten entry is enough to make the probate judge throw Thomas Sterling's fifty percent petit

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