LOGINAt eight the following morning, Eleanor slid a folder across a senior police officer’s desk. She had arranged the documents in the exact order she wanted him to see them.“I want Carter arrested,” she said. “He was involved in the attack on my son.”The officer studied the report. “Madam, we need to verify the evidence before taking action.”Eleanor’s hands flattened on the edge of his desk. “My son nearly died!” She pushed a tablet toward him. “This is the driver’s confession. He admitted Carter paid him. You have his face, his statement, and the vehicle details. What more do you need?”The officer watched the video, then made a call to the investigations team. Given the seriousness of the material, he ordered officers to bring Carter in.At Vale Group, Carter had just finished addressing the board. “Mr. Vale had to attend to an urgent matter at Aurelius Global. He will return as soon as it’s under control.”A board member adjusted his glasses. “Is it serious?”“He requires his perso
Eleanor's fingers tightened around the phone. Rourke knew the consequences of revealing the truth to their daughter. For a moment, she considered confronting Isabella but stopped herself. That was exactly what Rourke wanted. He was trying to provoke her into making a mistake. Eleanor sat down and took slow breaths. She opened the documents her investigator had sent and began reviewing them. She still needed to examine the evidence against Carter carefully. At the same time, she waited for the other man to update her on Louis’s departure. By four that afternoon, Lydia had settled on the sitting-room sofa, watching a movie. Through the enormous glass windows, she could see Louis outside, running on the treadmill. His workout clothes clung to his body, and he appeared completely absorbed in his exercise. Lydia scoffed. “What a show-off. Flexing his muscles at this time of the day.” She turned back to the television. Louis's phone began ringing beside the treadmill. It stopped,
Inside, Louis was already eating at the dining table as though nothing had happened. Lydia stood at the foot of the stairs and stared at him. Does this man feel anything at all? He glanced up, caught the look on her face before she could smooth it away. "Don't act out of line." She went upstairs without a word. Louis was working from home that day. Neither he nor Lydia had plans to leave, so he called Carter and asked him to bring the remaining files. When Carter arrived, he found Betty sitting outside. “Betty?” She looked up. “Why are you sitting out here?” “Louis threw me out.” Carter burst out laughing. But when he noticed her expression, his laughter stopped. “You’re serious?” “Who are you?” “I’m Carter. Mr. Vale’s assistant.” Her expression softened slightly. “Please, can you tell him I’m still here? I can’t go back to Vale Mansion. Eleanor threw me out too.” Carter entered the access code and went inside. He found Louis in his study, and they got straight to wor
"Isn't that a little late to ask." Louis didn't look up from the document in front of him. "You ask like you don't know what I've been through." Carter held his gaze for a moment, then gathered his things. He left without another word. “Louis dropped his pen and let himself sink back into his chair.” Twenty-one years ago, the matron's hand had closed around his wrist, pulling him away before Gregory's car had even disappeared from sight. No letters followed. No visits. When Louis finally came of age, he walked out of that building into a city that didn't care whether he ate. He learned to wash dishes before dawn and run packages after dark. Some jobs were legal, others weren't. He never allowed himself to dwell on the difference. Carter had been the only constant, two boys at the back of a classroom neither of them could afford. Everything Louis had built since then, he had built out of that hunger. He had sworn that the people who'd thrown him away would watch him become someth
Betty had barely stepped out of the arrival area when two airport security officers approached her. “Miss Vale?” She stopped. “Yes?” “Please come with us.” “Why?” “We need you to clarify something.” Betty frowned but followed them. She expected a few questions, perhaps a routine check. Instead, they took her to a separate area and asked her to wait. Minutes passed. Then more minutes. “Excuse me,” she said, approaching the officer at the desk. “How much longer am I supposed to wait?” “We’re still verifying the information.” “What information? Nobody has told me what I’ve done.” The officer returned to his screen. Betty let out an irritated breath and pulled out her phone. She called Gregory. “Dad, what’s happening? They’ve stopped me at the airport, and nobody is giving me a reason.” Gregory sat up in his chair. “Who stopped you?” “Airport security. They won’t let me leave. They keep saying they’re verifying something.” “Stay where you are. I’ll make some calls.” He
Eleanor waited for Gregory to answer. Instead, he said, “Betty is already on a flight back to Port Aster. She should be arriving soon.” Her fingers tightened around the phone. “When will she be back?” she asked, keeping her voice even. “She’ll be there soon, Eleanor. I wanted you to know before she arrived.” The call ended. Eleanor stared at the screen before a loud laugh escaped her. “How could he do this to me? She’s already on her way?” Her smile faded. She slipped the phone into her handbag and headed inside. Adrian was already settled in his room, and she needed to check on him before dealing with the problem Gregory had just brought into her home. At the Aurelius Global branch office, Louis stood behind his desk while Carter reviewed a document. “You’ll be leaving for Veyra on Monday,” Louis said. Carter looked up. “Monday?” “Yes. I need you at headquarters.” “Is something wrong? Aurelius has been running smoothly. I haven’t received any report suggesting otherwise







