Masuk“Not if it’s treated immediately.” The doctor looked at Cale calmly. “But she needs complete rest. No stress, no fear, and she must not be left alone.”Lydia raised a brow. “That last part sounds important.”Dr. Weber took out fever medication and wrote an additional prescription. “I’ll give her an
The hotel room door flew open harder than usual. Fast footsteps entered the main suite, followed by a rush of cold air from the hallway before the door could close again.Cale came in first, still wearing the same suit he had left in that morning. His face was unreadable, but the tight line of his j
“Like what?”“Being… warm to strangers.”Lydia chewed slowly before answering. “No. I’m selective.”“Then why me?”“I don’t know,” Lydia said lightly. “Maybe fate?”That answer left Naomi quiet.To shift the mood, Lydia began talking about small, ordinary things. About a woman named Althea who, in h
Morning crept slowly into the hotel suite, still wrapped in silence. The heavy curtains had not been fully opened, leaving only pale lines of light stretched across the floor. In the guest room, Naomi woke with ragged breaths, her body drenched in cold sweat. Her hands clutched the sheets tightly, a
Morning arrived in Berlin beneath a pale sky, the air still carrying the last bite of the night’s cold. On the upper floor of Brandon’s modern office tower, the main conference room had been prepared an hour earlier. A long wooden table was lined with final documents, the presentation screen already
The office door opened slowly, and three men stepped inside with uneven, limping strides. Their faces were bruised, one of them with a split lip. Another held his ribs, struggling to hide the pain every time he breathed. None of them dared lift their heads too high.The spacious, dark-toned room sud
Morning arrived with a comforting routine. The breakfast table was set as usual—cups of coffee and tea still steaming, toast neatly arranged, the scent of butter and jam filling the air. The soft clink of spoons against plates created a familiar, gentle rhythm.Daven was already ready. His suit was
Elsewhere—far from gleaming high-rises, crowded boardrooms, or rows of cafés where people lingered over coffee and sugar-drenched cake—a dilapidated buildings stood hidden behind a line of long-abandoned storage warehouses. Its location lies well away from the city’s main roads. Traffic noise was ra
When they arrived home, the atmosphere felt far quieter than usual, not a cold silence, but one deliberately created so everyone inside could breathe a little easier. Lydia went straight to the kitchen without much comment. She rolled up her sleeves, unpacked the groceries, and began working with ef
“Yes.”Daven fell silent for a moment, then said softly, “I want to come with you. It’s been a long time since I last visited Chase.”Althea shook her head gently. “Not this time.”“Althea—”“Your work matters more right now. There are too many things you need to handle with your people, aren’t ther







