Mag-log in“Aunt Lydia!” the little girl squealed dramatically. “I missed you!”She bolted straight toward Lydia, completely ignoring her father’s warning to be careful. The young man who had seemed absorbed in his own world suddenly broke into a run as well.“Oh, my darlings!” Lydia welcomed them warmly.She
Three days after arriving in Hong Kong, Naomi’s fever had finally broken completely.Her body still tired easily, but color had begun to return to her once-pale face. The room prepared for her was on the eastern side of the mansion, overlooking a wide garden with a small pond and carefully arranged
Several minutes later, Falcon raised a hand.Everything stopped.Andrew collapsed face-first onto the floor, his body trembling from pain.“Why are you still holding on?” Falcon asked.Andrew spat blood across the marble, then looked up at him through swollen eyes. “Because... there are people worth
Don Falcon’s study still carried the remains of anger that had not yet burned itself out.A crystal glass lay shattered in the corner, its fragments glittering across the marble floor. One chair had been shoved violently out of place, and the heavy scent of alcohol mixed with cigarette smoke lingere
Naomi watched it all in silence.Their respect for Cale felt absolute, yet the warmth they showed Lydia was just as clear. The couple seemed to belong to a world completely different from hers.She was placed in the back seat of the first car with Lydia, while Daniel took the front passenger seat. C
The jet’s wheels touched the runway with a smooth jolt, still strong enough to be felt through Naomi’s weakened body. She opened her eyes slowly and looked out the oval window beside her seat.The sky had changed.No longer pale white above the clouds, but blue washed with gold, reflecting between r
Cale gave a short, dark laugh. “Ah, Mr. Callister is with you, I see. Rest assured, sir—you’re not the only one. I’ll be far less forgiving if Harold thinks he can get away with this.”Silence settled again until Daven finally broke it. His voice was calm, but the weight in his tone pressed down lik
“Do you mind if we talk here?” Daven asked carefully as they entered the quiet café near where Josh and Chase had been playing.“No.”That was Althea’s only reply as she led the way to a corner table. The café felt hushed; a few patrons murmured over coffee while the scent of espresso and cinnamon f
“I can get through this,” Althea told herself.The courtroom felt like a battlefield. Every word was a bullet, every piece of evidence a weapon. Dozens of eyes locked on the two women standing face to face—Vanessa Blake and Althea Grayson.The judge struck the gavel. “Plaintiff, you may begin your q
“What brings you here?” Chris asked, tone iced with annoyance. Even as Cale’s brother, he could be infuriating—especially where business was concerned.Cale strolled without hurry, clad in a black suit and wearing a smug, unreadable smile. He collapsed into the empty chair, crossing one leg over the







