Mag-log inOnce the call ended, anger flared in Isolde. "Does your cousin's boyfriend have ties to the Tetrabourne Gang?"Winnie looked utterly innocent. "What's wrong, Ms. Irenus?"She couldn't make sense of it. Her employer had taken one phone call, Oscar's name had come up partway through, and now Isolde looked ready to explode."What's wrong? That Oscar is relying on the Tetrabourne Gang for backing, and now they're saying he wants to hand us the formula and pit us against the Wagner Group!"We can't afford to offend the Tetrabourne Gang, and we sure as hell can't afford to offend the Wagner Group either!"Tell me, isn't this all your cousin's boyfriend's fault?"Winnie blinked. Of course she knew the Tetrabourne Gang. As a salesperson who was constantly out making deals, she'd crossed paths with plenty of people from outfits like theirs.But as far as she knew, the Tetrabourne Gang ran a security company that handled protection for most of the businesses in Seahampton.Wasn't the Wag
"They wouldn't dare, would they?" Winnie's voice started sharp but quickly lost its edge. "Would they really go that far?""What did you think I meant? Do you think I want to sit back and watch the brand I built with my own hands slowly rot away?" Isolde let out another sigh. "If we pass on the formula, we'll just keep limping along. But if we take it, we could end up dying even faster.""But... the Wagner Group went after that formula through underhanded means in the first place. If we stay quiet now,"if we don't push back and just become another voice in the silent majority, then the next time a good formula comes along, what's to stop them from stealing it the same way again?"Winnie quoted a line she remembered from a book. "Either you explode out of the silence, or you die inside it. Are we really going to stand by and watch the Wagner Group corner the entire market with tactics like these?"Besides, times aren't what they used to be. If we get ahead of them and control the
Isolde had not slept a wink all night.It was maddening. A formula worth 100,000,000 dollars, one that should have belonged to Irenus Beauty by rights, had been snatched out from under them when the Wagner Group swooped in out of nowhere.Now this Oscar claimed he could produce an even better formula, one worth more than the deal they had already lost. The catch was that her company would have to go head-to-head with the Wagner Group to make use of it.The formula tempted her deeply. But go to war with the Wagner Group?She shook her head. Oscar was young. He had no idea what the Wagner Group was truly capable of. On the other hand, she was an old hand in Seahampton and knew exactly how much weight that name carried.Irenus Beauty fell far short of matching them, and Isolde knew the Wagner Group's history far too well to have any desire to cross them.The Wagner Group had not started out as anything resembling a respectable business. They had built their fortune on lending.Back
The old Irene, willful and headstrong as she had been, could always be talked out of whatever she wanted with just a few words. Now, she seemed to have grown up. She no longer needed her sisters to map out her path for her.Giana, for her part, readily sided with Irene. "Bella, if Irene wants to go out on her own, then let her."The family isn't going to stop at Silverton anyway. Silverton, Seahampton, even the entire North Domain. We should have influence everywhere."With the rest of us backing her, Irene striking out on her own isn't a bad choice at all."Bella had no choice but to give her reluctant consent. The deaths of Amara and Clara had shaken her more deeply than anyone else.Back when she had first left to train elsewhere, part of her decision had genuinely come from spite toward Amara. She had resented how Amara seemed to favor Jason, as though ten or twenty years of sisterly bonds meant nothing next to him.But now that Bella had become the eldest, she finally unders
Arthur had played the emotional card, and whatever retort Irene had been forming lodged in her throat.He wanted to build a good life with their mother. He wanted to raise his children to adulthood.If she remembered correctly, Oscar had still been quite young when Arthur left the Draconox Order's service.If someone from Draconox had approached Oscar with the intention of grooming him as an Archon candidate, would they really have said nothing to Arthur, who had once served as the Archon's personal guard? Even if no one had told him directly, how could a father not know what his young son spent his days doing?Even setting that aside, Oscar was not his own blood, so perhaps Arthur had never cared for him as attentively as he had his daughters.But how could he have allowed himself to become someone Oscar barely remembered at all?He claimed to have devoted himself to his family, yet he had left barely a trace in their memories. He claimed to have thrown himself into his career,
Arthur's eyes seemed gentle enough, but Irene still found herself unwilling to step any closer.She could barely remember the warmth of a father's embrace.She remembered being in fourth grade, sitting in class on an otherwise ordinary day.What had the teacher been covering? Some kind of competition math problem, she thought. She couldn't solve it and hadn't understood a word of the explanation.Bored, she had slumped over her desk and watched birds chatter and flit past the window. Then the dean of discipline pulled the math teacher out of the room.Even then, Irene had vaguely sensed that something had happened at home. Her sister Amara stood outside with the dean, a white ribbon tied around her waist.Irene remembered being puzzled by it. The white ribbon hadn't looked stylish at all, and the craftsmanship was nothing special. Why would Amara wear something like that?Only later did Irene learn that it wasn't a sash at all. It was mourning garb.Amara had simply taken her b
"Miss Bella, you're here!"Unlike Oscar, the Chamberlain sisters lived in the spotlight. They made headlines almost daily. In Silverton, nearly everyone recognized them.Victor hurried to drag over a stool. He wiped it down with his sleeve and offered it to Bella.She glanced at it. Disgust flick
"Victor, we really have no money left!" George dropped to his knees. "We already repaid the 60,000 dollars we borrowed from you. Over the years, it was 6,000 here, 6,000 there. Now it's somehow 600,000? How are we supposed to come up with that?"He pressed his forehead to the floor. "Please. Leave
Rain streamed down Oscar's face and soaked through his clothes, but he felt none of it.For years, he had given the Chamberlain family everything.Amara's Chamberlain Group would never have risen to the top of Silverton without him supplying her with intelligence day after day, placing winning str
"Mr. Chamberlain, I'm sorry." The doctor slid the lab report across the desk. "Brain cancer. Late stage."Oscar Chamberlain stared at the doctor for several seconds, then lowered his gaze to the two words on the page. The paper was still warm from the printer. The sharp, chemical smell of ink hit h







