LOGINNora spent most of the morning trying not to think about the Sterling mansion. It was difficult.
Every time her mind wandered, she saw the same image. A little boy standing at the top of the staircase.
A tiny crescent-shaped birthmark beneath his left ear. And one word. Mummy.
She had barely slept the previous night. Yet when morning came, Nora had forced herself out of bed, dressed for work, and reminded herself that she had a life to live.
Whatever had happened yesterday was nothing more than an uncomfortable coincidence.
At least, that was what she wanted to believe. She was halfway through her coffee when her phone rang.
“Hello?” “Good morning, Miss Hayes.” Nora recognized the voice immediately.
“Good morning.” “This is Mr. Sterling's assistant. I'm calling regarding your appointment today.”
Nora frowned. “Today?” “Yes. Mr. Sterling would like to review the renovation plans with you this morning.”
She glanced at the clock. “I thought the meeting was tomorrow.” “There has been a change in schedule.”
Nora sighed quietly. Of course there had. “Alright. What time?” “Eleven.”
“I'll be there.” She ended the call and stared at her coffee. For a moment, she considered calling Mia.
Then she decided against it. Mia would tell her to trust her instincts. Nora didn't want to trust her instincts.
Her instincts were the reason she had spent half the night staring at an old photograph of a baby she had been told was dead.
She needed logic. She needed facts. And most importantly, she needed to remember that this was a job.
Nothing more. By ten forty-five, Nora was standing outside the Sterling mansion again. She took a deep breath before stepping out of her car.
The house looked exactly as she remembered it. Beautiful. Imposing. Almost intimidating. Nora adjusted the strap of her handbag and walked toward the entrance.
Mrs. Collins opened the door before she could knock. “Miss Hayes.” “Good morning.” “Mr. Sterling is waiting for you in the study.”
Nora nodded. “Thank you.” She stepped inside. She had barely taken three steps when she heard footsteps behind her.
“Miss Hayes.” Nora turned. A tall man in a perfectly tailored suit stood a few feet away. He looked to be in his early thirties, with dark hair and a calm, professional expression.
“Daniel Harper,” he introduced himself. “Mr. Sterling's lawyer.” Nora smiled politely. “Nora Hayes.”
“I know.” There was something about the way he said it that made her pause. Daniel seemed to notice.
“Your portfolio was impressive.” “Oh.” Nora smiled. “Thank you.” “You've done some beautiful residential work.”
“I'm hoping to do more.” “You will.” His tone was sincere. Nora found herself relaxing slightly.
“Mr. Sterling is expecting me?” “He is.” Daniel gestured toward the hallway.
“Right this way.” As Nora followed him, she couldn't help noticing how quiet the house was. Yesterday, she had heard Leo laughing almost immediately.
Today, there was no sound. She wasn't sure whether that relieved her or disappointed her.
The thought surprised her. She pushed it away. They reached the study. Daniel opened the door.
Adrian was standing near the large windows with his phone in his hand.
He turned when they entered. His grey eyes landed on Nora. For one brief moment, something unreadable crossed his face.
Then it disappeared. “Mr. Sterling,” Daniel said. “Miss Hayes is here.” Adrian nodded. “Thank you.”
Daniel left. Nora walked toward the desk and placed her portfolio down.
“Good morning.” “Good morning.” His voice was as controlled as she remembered. “Please sit.”
Nora took the chair opposite him. Adrian sat down as well. He opened the first set of drawings.“I reviewed your proposal last night.”
“And?” “I like the overall concept.” Nora relaxed slightly. “But?” His eyes lifted to hers. “You've made some assumptions about how the space will be used.”
Nora blinked. “Which ones?” He pointed to the plans. “This room.” She leaned forward.“What about it?”
“You've designed it as a formal sitting room.” “Yes.” “Why?” “Because the room is currently unused.” “That doesn't answer my question.”
Nora studied him for a moment. Then she smiled. “You don't want a formal sitting room.” “No.”
“You want a family room.” Adrian's expression changed slightly. “How did you come to that conclusion?”
“Because you have a child.” His eyes narrowed. “That's not enough.” “No, it isn't.”
Nora pointed at the floor plan. “The room is connected to the garden. It's large enough for a child to move around freely, and it's close enough to the main living areas that you can still supervise him while working.”
Adrian remained silent. Nora continued. “You don't need another room that looks impressive when guests come over. You need a room that actually gets used.”
For several seconds, Adrian simply stared at her. Then he leaned back. “Change it.” Nora smiled. “I will.”
“You're confident.” “I'm a designer.” “Most people would have agreed with me.” “Then most people would have wasted your money.”
A faint flicker appeared in his eyes. It wasn't quite a smile. But it was close. Nora noticed. She immediately looked back at the plans.
They continued discussing the project. For the first time since she had entered the mansion, Nora managed to forget about everything else.
She spoke passionately about textures, natural lighting, furniture placement, and how the different spaces could be connected.
Adrian listened. He asked questions. She answered. Their conversation became easier than she expected.
Until the door suddenly opened. “Daddy!” Nora's hands froze over the plans.
Leo ran into the room. Adrian looked toward him. “You're supposed to be with Mrs. Collins.”
“She went to the kitchen.” Leo turned toward Nora. His face immediately brightened.
“You came back.” Nora smiled despite herself. “Yes.” “Are you staying?” “For a little while.”
Leo nodded happily. He walked over to her. Nora's heart gave a strange little twist. She didn't understand why the child seemed so comfortable around her.
But she couldn't deny that she liked him. “Did you finish your breakfast?” she asked. “Yes.” “All of it?” Leo nodded seriously.
Then he looked at Adrian. “Daddy, she asks questions like you.” Adrian raised an eyebrow.
“Do I?” “You always ask if I finished my food.” Nora laughed softly. Adrian looked at his son.
“Go find Mrs. Collins.” “I don't want to.” “Leo.” The boy sighed dramatically. Then he looked at Nora.
“Are you coming back tomorrow?” Nora hesitated. “I don't know.” “Please come.” Something about the innocent request made her chest ache.
“I'll see.”Leo smiled.Then he ran out of the room. Nora watched him disappear. When she turned back, Adrian was staring at her.
“What?” “You seem nervous around him.”Nora's heart skipped.
“I'm not.” “You are.” She looked down at the papers. “He's a sweet child.” “That wasn't what I asked.”
Nora lifted her eyes. “Why does it matter?” “Because you're working in my home.” His voice was calm.
“I need to know if there's a problem.” “There isn't.” Adrian studied her. “Have you met Leo before?”
Nora's heart stopped for half a second,“No.” The answer came quietly. But firmly.
Adrian said nothing. He simply continued looking at her. Nora forced herself to remain calm. She couldn't tell him about the birthmark.
Not when she didn't even understand what she was thinking herself. After a moment, Adrian looked away. “Alright.”
The meeting continued for another hour. By the time Nora left the study, her mind was exhausted. She had almost reached the entrance when she heard a voice behind her.
“Miss Hayes.” She turned. Daniel stood there. “Yes?” “Mr. Sterling wants you to work directly with the family on the project.”
Nora frowned. “I thought I already was.” “You'll be spending more time at the residence.”
“How much more?” “Three days a week.” Nora stared at him. “Three days?” “Yes.” She glanced toward the staircase.
For some reason, she imagined Leo standing there again. Then she thought about Adrian.
Being in this house three days a week meant seeing both of them regularly.
She wasn't sure whether that was a good thing. But it was an important project. And she needed the work.
“When do I start?” “Tomorrow.” Nora let out a slow breath. “Alright.” Daniel smiled.
“I'll let Mr. Sterling know.” Nora nodded and stepped outside. The moment the door closed behind her, she looked back at the mansion.
She couldn't explain the feeling in her chest. She had taken the job because she needed a fresh start.
She had never imagined that the same job would place her in the path of a man from her past.
Or his little boy.Nora shook her head. She was thinking too much again. She walked toward her car.
She didn't notice the figure standing behind one of the upstairs windows.
Adrian watched her leave.His expression was unreadable.He had spent the entire meeting trying to understand why Nora Hayes unsettled him.
There was something about her. Something he couldn't put into words.
And he intended to find out what it was. Because the more he looked at her… the more certain he became that Nora Hayes had not simply walked into his life by accident.
The Sterling boardroom was unusually quiet. Adrian sat at the head of the long table, his fingers resting against the polished surface.Across from him sat Marcus. Several board members were already present, waiting.Daniel stood near the screen with a folder in his hand. Marcus leaned back in his chair."Let's begin." Adrian looked at him. "You called the meeting." "Yes.""Then speak." Marcus smiled faintly. "Always impatient." "Always wasting my time."A few board members exchanged uncomfortable glances. Marcus opened a file."The company has grown considerably under Adrian's leadership. No one disputes that."Adrian said nothing. "But growth requires stability."Daniel's eyes narrowed. He knew where this was going. Marcus continued."The board wants clarity concerning succession."Adrian leaned back. "My son is five." A few people looked at one another.Marcus smiled. "I'm aware." "Then what exactly are we discussing?" "Your personal life."Adrian's expression hardened. Marcus fold
Adrian drove home that evening with Richard's words still sitting heavily in his mind. Your future.His father had always used that word as if Adrian's future belonged to the Sterling family.Not to him. To the company. To the name.To the expectations that had been placed on his shoulders since he was old enough to understand what Sterling Enterprises meant.By the time he arrived at the mansion, Evelyn was already in the sitting room.Richard stood by the window, his hands behind his back.Sophia was there too. Adrian stopped. His eyes moved from his father to Sophia."What is this?" Richard turned. "Sit." "I asked what this is." Sophia gave him a small smile. "Adrian, it's not an ambush."He looked at her. "It feels like one." Richard sighed. "You've been spending a great deal of time with Nora Hayes."Adrian's expression changed slightly. "So that's what this is about?""It's part of it." "Then say what you want to say." Richard walked toward the fireplace."You are the CEO of Ste
The presentation room was unusually quiet. Nora stood at the front, staring at the final design boards displayed across the screen.She had spent weeks on this project. Late nights,Endless revisions,Arguments over colours,Changes to the floor plan.And several cups of coffee she had promised herself she wouldn't drink.Now it was finally finished. Almost.Vincent walked into the room carrying two cups of coffee."You look nervous." Nora turned. "I'm not nervous." He handed her one. "You've been staring at that screen for five minutes.""I'm checking for mistakes." "At this point, you're looking for mistakes that don't exist."She smiled. "Maybe." Vincent sat down. "Client arrives in ten."Nora nodded. She looked at the presentation again. "I can't believe we're actually here.""You should." "Why?" "Because you did most of the work."Nora laughed. "We did the work." "Fine." He leaned back. "But you carried this project."Nora smiled. "Thank you." Vincent studied her for a moment. "You k
Nora woke up earlier than usual. For several seconds, she lay still, staring at the ceiling.Then she remembered the previous night. The rain. Adrian's car. The conversation. She turned onto her side and pulled the blanket over her face.Why had she told him so much? She rarely spoke about her parents. She almost never spoke about her baby.Yet somehow, sitting beside Adrian in the dark, she had felt safe enough to talk.That frightened her a little. Not because she regretted it.Because she didn't. Her phone buzzed. She reached for it. A message from Mia.How is my future CEO? Nora smiled. She typed: Very much alive. Mia replied almost immediately.And the studio? Still standing. Good. I was worried you'd spend all your money on beautiful chairs.Nora laughed. You know me too well. There was a pause before another message appeared.Thank you for yesterday. Nora's smile softened. You don't have to thank me.I do. For coming to see Mum. For making her laugh. Nora stared at the message.
The rain started just before six. By the time Nora left the studio, the streets were already shining beneath the city lights.She stood beneath the awning, watching cars move slowly through the traffic.Her phone was at three percent. Her umbrella was at home.And she was beginning to regret telling the contractor she could stay until everything was sorted."Perfect." She sighed. "Absolutely perfect." "Talking to yourself?"Nora turned. Adrian stood a few feet away, holding an umbrella.She stared at him. "What are you doing here?" "I was nearby." She looked at the empty street behind him."Nearby?" "Yes." "You work on the other side of London." He smiled. "You're becoming very difficult to impress.""I was never trying to impress you." "Good." He stepped closer and held the umbrella over both of them."Come on." "Where?" "I'll drive you home." "I can get a taxi." "It's raining." "I noticed." "And your phone is almost dead."Nora looked at him suspiciously. "How do you know that?" "Yo
Nora didn't reply to Adrian's message immediately. She looked at the screen again.Did you get home safely? It was such a simple question. Yet somehow, it made her smile.She typed: Yes. I'm still at the hospital with Mia. His reply came almost immediately.Is her mother okay? Nora stared at the message. She hadn't expected him to ask.She typed: She's doing better. They moved her to another ward because she's responding to treatment.There was a pause. Then: That's good. Nora smiled. Thank you.She put the phone away and returned her attention to Mia and her mother.But the conversation stayed somewhere at the back of her mind.Adrian had remembered. He had listened. He cared. She wasn't sure why that surprised her.Perhaps because the man she had first met five years ago had been nothing like the man she was beginning to know now.---Later that evening, Nora finally arrived home.She dropped her bag onto the sofa and kicked off her shoes.The day had been long. But it had been a go







