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Chapter 51
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2026-09-15 03:33:03
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Seraphina found herself staring at Julian’s text, guilt rustling in her stomach like worms.Julian: You avoiding me now?Seraphina grimaced, trying to find a way to say that she wasn’t when that was exactly what she was doing.Seraphina: I’ve been busy.She settled on. That was a viable excuse, right?Julian: Were you really, or did my letter scare you off?A second text landed right after, before she could even start typing another lie.Julian: You can tell me. I promise I won’t fall apart. I’ve had practice.She smiled at her phone, some of the guilt she’d been carrying around easing slightly at the joke.Seraphina: Your letter didn’t scare me off. I’ve just had a strange few weeks.Julian: Then let me fix that. Let me take you to dinner this Saturday. Nothing to do with hamsters or blanket forts, I promise. I want to get to know you, somewhere that isn’t Brightwell House.She looked at the message for a long time before she answered. On one hand, it was a terrible idea because she
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“What am I going to do about it?” Cassian repeated, testing the question. “That depends entirely on you, Miss Voss.”He caught a small smile playing on her lips, and he wanted nothing more than to know what the shiny gloss on her lips tasted like. “I have no idea what you’re talking about.”“No? You really don’t?” He leaned back slightly, giving himself distance he immediately regretted, because from here he could still see the exact place where the candlelight caught along her collarbone, and distance did nothing at all to fix that. “You’re doing it on purpose. Your dress. The way you keep leaning in and then pretending you haven’t noticed what it does to me.”“I have no idea what you mean.”“You’re a terrible liar.” He reached for his wine, more to occupy his hands than because he wanted it. “I don’t care how much this reservation cost. I say fuck this dinner. Want to get out of here?”He knew he was being impulsive and that his poor disguise of wanting to meet her in the first pla
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Cassian called her direct line, and Seraphina assumed her latest kick had arrived on his table.“Ms. Voss.”“Mr. Devereaux. To what do I owe the honor of a phone call?”“I’m capable of using a phone. Occasionally.” His voice was full of dry humor. “I called to invite you to dinner on Friday. I have a couple of questions about our regional logistics, and I’d rather ask them somewhere with better wine than is permissible in a boardroom.”Seraphina balanced the phone against her ear so she could also look at the figures on her laptop. “That sounds like an excuse to get drunk, Mr. Devereaux.”“It’s an excellent excuse. I stand by it completely.” He didn’t bother pretending otherwise. “You can call it business if it makes agreeing easier. I don’t particularly care what you want to call it, as long as you show up.”“And if I have other plans Friday?”“Cancel them.” As if he remembered who he was talking to, he added, “Please.”She pretended to mull it over, but she knew she was going to say
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Seraphina’s knuckles still throbbed faintly from the night before. Beneath the subtle coat of concealer, the skin over her joints was still a bruised, faint pink shade from the night before. Zara, who was trailing behind her as she made her way to the mahogany desk in her office, didn’t say a word about it, if she noticed, to her credit.She was ready to launch her next attack against Devereaux Holdings. She still held her board observer seat at Devereaux Holdings, a position she knew his board wanted to strip from her, and she intended to leverage every shred of insight that seat provided. If they tried to revoke her observer rights, she had more than one lawyer on retainer she could call.“Walk me through it again,” Seraphina said, dropping into her leather chair. “Slowly this time. I want to know exactly how detached Voss Holdings is from this play before we make this move.”Zara set the tablet down on her desk. “We’re using a nominee director based in Zurich. Her sole function is
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Seraphina saw the call ring and almost didn’t answer it.It was late, she was tired, and she really wanted to be home with a cup of the latest tea Talia wanted her to try and a foolish reality TV show. She answered anyway, because she always did when he called.“Any update regarding our last conversation about Marcus Devereaux?” she said, without preamble, dropping her bag by the door.“Yes. I finally have an update from our last conversation.” His voice was rougher than it usually was. “You may want to sit down for this.”“I’m perfectly fine on my feet.”“You should still sit down.”She didn’t, out of pure stubbornness, though she did lower herself onto the arm of her couch with her phone pressed hard to her ear, the sound of the voice on the other line making dread rise in her stomach.“I found records from the hospital you were admitted to. The week you lost the baby.” His voice did nothing to cushion the blow he was no doubt about to deal her. “It was buried and heavily redacted,
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Seraphina had missed Brightwell House badly. Today it smelled like cut grass. Seraphina found Julian outside with a group of kids building an obstacle course out of hula hoops and someone's abandoned garden hose, and felt guilt creeping up on her for being away for a while."What you’re building can’t be safe," she said, by way of greeting."I'm making the kids happy. That’s all that matters." He straightened, and for half a second Seraphina thought she caught a wince but it was gone as quickly as it came"Come hold this end. Dara's convinced the hoops need to be exactly eleven inches apart."She held the end and was wondering if she should apologize for her absence when Dara appeared at her elbow with her arms crossed."You were gone forever Seraphina.” She said pouring "I'm so sorry Dara. I was super busy with work.""That's what Julian says too, but he still shows up," Dara said still not satisfied. "You missed the hamster's birthday. We had a party. There was a very small cake."
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