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Chapter Fifty Two
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2025-07-06 23:55:00Richard's POV
It started with a small smile.The first time Zane walked into my office, he barely looked up from the stuffed dino he had tucked under his arm. But by the third visit, he was already tugging at the corner of my suit jacket, asking if I had any more of “those minty candies” I kept in the drawer.I didn’t know when it started exactly, the way he grew on me.Maybe it was the way he lit up when Camilla walked into the room. Maybe it was the way h
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Rachel’s POVSleep never came easily anymore. For years, it’s been like this. I recalled the evening.“Why are you doing this?” Richard asked. “None of your business.” I spat. “Be a good boy and don’t tell your wife” and I walked away. I got into the car and drove off. From my rearview mirror, I could see him standing there; he had been glued to a spot.I lay on my side, staring at the ceiling while the rain tapped softly against the window. The room was dark except for the faint light slipping through the curtains. Everyone else was asleep. But not me.Not when the past always came crawling back at night.I closed my eyes slowly.And just like that, I was a child again.**************************26 years agoThe mansion was beautiful.That was the first thing everyone always said about it.Beautiful marble floors. Giant chandeliers. Expensive paintings hanging on walls taller than most houses. Fresh flowers every morning. Long dining tables that could seat twenty people at once.
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Richard’s POVThe room stayed silent. What did he just say? Was he sure of what he was saying? He began going through some papers and I looked beside me. Just like I expected. Tessa was deep in thought. She remembered it. The investigator looked up. “Mr. and Mrs. Anderson ’ll be going now but I’ll be sure to keep you updated” the investigator said. I joined him. “Thank you sir” I shook his hand. “ Let me see you to the door” I turned and Tessa was smiling. It was the same old smile she does in gatherings with rich people. I gestured for the man at the door. Once we were out of the house I cleared my throat. “ Sir, please, I'd like to make a request,” he turned towards me squarely. “Please if you find anything on my wife’s sister, please tell me first. As you can see, she’s already emotional”The investigator nodded. “ I noticed” I watched him get into his car and drive off. Ok getting back into the house, I was
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I stood frozen for a second, hand still resting on the doorknob, heart thudding harder than I wanted to admit. I should’ve just walked away. I should’ve let him sit there in his pool of regrets and self-pity and whiskey. But something about the way he looked so… hollow— like a man sitting in the
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The day had been long. Longer than most. Even after everything that happened, the stolen project, the chaos, the silent tension between everyone on the executive floor… my face remained composed. But inside… everything felt like it was shifting.I had spent hours in my office, keeping my head down,
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I turned back toward him, slowly, my pulse catching in my throat. He was facing the ceiling now, one hand flung over his eyes, the other clenched against his chest. “I should’ve protected you,” he murmured, barely coherent. “I should’ve believed you…” I stood still,
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Aside the location Richard sent, the driveway curved just like I remembered it. The tall pines swayed gently in the breeze, casting shadows across the manicured lawn as I pulled up to the front of the house I used to call home. But I wasn’t here to walk down memory lane, I was here to remind myse
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