LOGINChapter 82Aurelia I needed to make my next visit look like it was just happen and wasn't orchestrated by me.They were smart. If I keep meeting them in the I did, they'd know I came for revenge. And they shouldn't know. Not one bit. The next person on my list was Dreyden.I opened my laptop again, brought up a blank browser window, and started searching through the city's upcoming business schedules. I scrolled past real estate expos, charity luncheons, and private club dinners. None of those felt right. If I showed up at an event happening today or tomorrow, it would look rushed. Dreyden wasn't stupid. If I suddenly popped up right after seeing his brothers, he would start asking questions.If I wanted this to feel completely real, I had to tread carefully. I had to wait.Then I found it.The regional Port Authority public briefing. Three days from now, held in the main conference hall downtown.I looked at the attendee list printed on the side of the screen. The Grey family n
Chapter 81AureliaMy grip on my handbag tightened until my fingers went numb. I was only three steps away from the glass door. Three lousy steps.Move your feet, I told myself. Just push the door and walk out.But my legs wouldn't listen. My mind raced into overdrive. If I ran now, the heels of my boots would clack against the hard floor. It would sound guilty. It would draw attention.I stood there, staring at the blurred reflections of streetlights in the glass ahead of me, waiting for the heavy sound of his shoes on the floorboards. I waited for him to grab my arm, or call my name."Arthur! Good to see you, mate," Dreylen’s voice drifted over from the middle of the room. It sounded relaxed. Easy. "I only came by to make sure you didn't hang my paintings sideways again."An older man laughed, a loud, booming sound that bounced off the high ceiling. "That happened one time, Dreylen!"I didn't turn my head around, but I shifted my eyes slightly to look at the reflection in a dark p
Chapter 80 AureliaJulian was standing by the window again when I walked back into his office the next morning, the city spread out gray and glittering below him, his hands tucked into his pockets like a man waiting for weather to change."You didn't answer my texts last night," he said, without turning around."I was working.""On what, exactly?" He turned then, and there was something different in his face this morning, sharper around the edges than the calm he usually wore. "I heard you went to V-Spec."I kept my expression flat. "Where did you hear that?""Doesn't matter where I heard it." He crossed to his desk, sat on the edge of it instead of behind it, arms folded. "What matters is I'm starting to feel like I bankrolled a plan I'm not being shown the details of.""You bankrolled results," I said. "Not a play-by-play.""Aurelia...""You don't get to know every move," I said, cutting him off before he could finish whatever careful, reasonable thing he was building toward. "T
Chapter 79DreyvenI waited until the shutters were down and Leo had gone home before I opened the folder properly.The garage was quiet in the way it only got after hours, engines cooling, the smell of oil settling into something almost peaceful. I sat on an upturned crate under the one working lamp and turned the pages slowly, the way you'd handle something you already suspected might bite.It read clean on the surface. Sponsorship terms. Brand ambassador language. A generous figure attached to my name and V-Spec's, generous enough that any sensible business owner would have signed it without blinking.Then I found the clause on page four.Cross Industries retains right of first refusal on any future equity offering, and further, a standing option to acquire up to twenty percent of V-Spec Holdings at a fixed valuation, exercisable at any point within the next three years.I read it twice to be sure I wasn't imagining it. I wasn't.It was buried well. Wrapped in enough legal padding
Chapter 78Dreyven For five years, she’d been a quiet ache in the back of my mind. But seeing her in the flesh, breathing the same cold air, made my throat go completely dry. The heavy iron wrench in my right hand suddenly felt heavy. I set it down on the metal workbench, the clatter loud and sharp in the quiet garage.She looked incredible. She didn't look like the girl who used to hide herself under oversized hoodies anymore. She stood tall, her shoulders back, carrying herself with an easy, polished confidence that made my chest tighten.Then, she did something that caught me off guard.Her eyes widened slightly, a perfect look of sudden realization washing over her face."Dreyven?" she said, her voice light and friendly. "Well. Small world. I didn't expect to run into you here."A cold splash of reality hit me. She’s acting.Aurelia didn't just stumble into a high-end, private racing and custom garage on the edge of the city by accident. She was too smart for that. She knew ex
Chapter 77DreyvenNone of us slept.I know that for a fact because at six in the morning I walked into the kitchen of the estate and found Dreyden already there, sitting at the counter with a coffee gone cold in front of him, staring at nothing. Dreylen came down not long after, still in yesterday's clothes, which told me he hadn't bothered going to bed at all.Drayton was the last one in, and none of us needed to ask if he'd slept either. He looked like a man who'd been hit somewhere he couldn't block."So," Dreyden said, not looking up from his cold coffee. "She's back.""She's back," I repeated, and the words felt strange in my mouth, like a sentence I'd rehearsed so many times in my head over five years that saying it out loud now felt almost unreal."She knew we were listening," Dreylen said quietly. "Last night. She knew Drayton had us on the line the whole time and she still said everything she said." He shook his head slowly. "That's not an accident. She wanted us to hear it







