LOGINThe house had been quiet over the past few days, with nothing out of the ordinary beyond the usual routine of taking Ronald to school in the morning and waving Gale goodbye when he left for work. I hadn’t even bothered trying to pry any corporate details out of him or asking to go into the office with him; I simply let everything play out normally. Daniel had given me a full breakdown of the divorce proceedings the day after I saw Darren. If I understood his explanation correctly, I could file for divorce whenever I felt ready, because our assets were now officially separated thanks to the signatures we tricked Gale into signing back then. As for the post-nuptial agreement, Daniel mentioned that Aaron had devised a specific legal strategy we could use to void it the moment we took the matter to court. I tried to get him to explain the exact process, but he insisted I wouldn’t quite understand the complex law behind it anyway, so I just let it rest. The primary focus remained c
Camera flashes illuminated the press hall as reporters hurried to record every word, the clatter of keyboards filling the room. Behind the podium, the three Blackwood partners took turns addressing questions about their company’s expansion, each speaking with the kind of practiced confidence that left little room for doubt. "Mr. Blackwood! Do you believe this aggressive expansion will propel your firm forward, or could this mark the beginning of a downturn for Blackwood Enterprises?" a reporter shouted, his booming voice carrying across the packed room. Caleb took a step toward the center microphone, his thumb tapping the switch. "I genuinely appreciate a refreshing question like that," Caleb began, an effortless smile on his face. "All I will say is this: keep your eyes on us from now on. Whether we rise or fall, we leave it to the public to judge." "And to our shareholders," Aaron added, stepping forward to share the mic. "This expansion has been in the works for a very long tim
It didn’t take long before I made it to the Blackwood mansion, and surprisingly, most of my initial eagerness had worn off during the ride. Not that I wasn’t curious to hear what he had to say anymore; it was more that I could now wait and listen patiently. After dismissing the taxi, I strolled to the front door, pushed it open, and walked in without a second thought. I nearly jumped when I came face-to-face with the driver, but he just bowed slightly, a small smile on his face. "Welcome, ma’am," he muttered after a beat, and I nodded. "Mr. Darren has been expecting you. He’s currently in the study, so you can meet him there." "And the others?" I asked, looking around, but he shook his head. "They’re currently away." "Alright then, thank you. I’ll go see him now," I muttered, and the man nodded before stepping out and shutting the door behind him. I drew a small breath before walking toward where I knew the study was. I stood outside the door for a second, wondering what Darren
The weekend had arrived before I knew it. It had been a full week since I received those DNA results and last saw any of the Blackwood brothers. It wasn’t as though I was actively avoiding them; our paths simply hadn’t crossed. Aaron had my car delivered back to the house a couple of days ago, and according to his text, they had thoroughly cleaned it out. When I asked for details, I found out my car really had been bugged. Gale had a tracker planted inside, which explained how he found me at the mall back then. I thought I would feel some type of way when it was confirmed, but I was just numb to it all. I expected nothing from him anymore, so I guess I couldn't be more disappointed than I already was. So yes, that was the only contact I had with Aaron. As for Caleb, he texted me from time to time as usual just to check up on me, but like I said, we had no reason to meet. There was no new information to share and nothing pressing to talk about. I guess that was why I hadn't heard f
I returned home to a completely silent, empty house. Given the endless thoughts racing through my mind, I was extremely grateful for the quiet. I knew Gale had sent a text earlier—likely explaining his whereabouts and why the house was vacant—but I couldn't bring myself to care enough to check my phone. Walking into the room, I collapsed flat onto the bed, my gaze immediately locking onto the ceiling. A heavy, lingering sigh escaped my lips after a few seconds, but it brought no comfort. Every single worry, every lingering doubt, remained as clear and demanding as ever. My thoughts drifted aimlessly from Charles to Gale, before finally settling on the Blackwood partners. I was trying my absolute best to accept that I had to endure a much longer wait before finding my son. What I couldn't reconcile, however, was the probability that Gale had deliberately planted a false trail—as if stealing my child and keeping him hidden for years wasn't monstrous enough. I was rapidly approaching
Darren’s POV I had sent Evelyn off with Caleb, ignoring how much I wanted to drive her back myself, all because of a message I received just a few minutes before she stepped out of the room with Charles. I had yet to properly process it, and as much as I wanted to ensure she was fine, this issue took priority—plus, I trusted Caleb to handle her safely. So the moment they stepped out and the sound of the car engine faded from the garage, I grabbed my car keys and stood up. "Where are you heading in such a hurry?" Aaron called out before I reached the door. "I need to check something at the office. I’ll fill you in when I get back," I rushed out, stepping through the doorway before he could press further. I pulled out my phone once I was settled in the driver's seat, mounting it onto the dashboard holder and dialing a contact as I started the ignition. The moment the call connected, I pulled out of the garage. "You’re still at the office, right?" I asked, skipping pleasantries al







