MasukNora’s POV I woke to the sound of my phone vibrating against the bedside table, and for a moment, I lay still, staring at the ceiling as the previous afternoon returned to me. The meeting with the former executive, the things he had remembered about my mother, and Patricia's discovery of the missing attachments all seemed to settle in my mind at once. There were still too many unanswered questions. Every time we found something that appeared to bring us closer to the truth, another piece disappeared, leaving us with more uncertainty than before. I turned towards the other side of the bed, where Theo had slept beside me the previous night. The sheets were already empty, but the faint warmth left behind reminded me that it had happened. We had spent the night together, and although I wasn't prepared to decide what that meant for us, I couldn't pretend it meant nothing. Our situation hadn't suddenly become simple. I still had reasons to question him, and there were things he hadn't
Theo’s POVBy the time I finished getting ready that morning, Nora was already downstairs. I found her in the dining room, looking through the notes she had prepared for our meeting with the former Calloway executive. A cup of tea sat beside her, almost untouched, while several pages were arranged neatly across the table.She looked up when I approached, and for a brief moment, neither of us said anything. There was something different about seeing her that morning, perhaps because the memory of the previous night was still fresh in my mind. I wondered whether she was thinking about it too, but the way she immediately returned her attention to the documents suggested she had decided not to make it a subject of conversation."Good morning," I said, taking the seat beside her."Good morning. You're late."I glanced at my watch. "I'm five minutes early.""Which means you should have been here earlier."I smiled and reached for the coffee the staff had placed on the table. "I see you're i
Nora’s POVI spent most of the afternoon trying not to think about what had happened in Theo's study, although my efforts were proving rather unsuccessful. Every time I looked at the documents in front of me, my thoughts somehow found their way back to the same moment, replaying the warmth of his hand against my cheek and the softness of his lips against mine. It hadn't been planned, and I certainly hadn't expected myself to agree when he asked if he could kiss me. Yet I had, and the memory was becoming increasingly difficult to ignore.What unsettled me most wasn't the kiss itself but how carefully he had approached me. He had given me the opportunity to change my mind, and when I didn't, he had treated my decision with a gentleness I wasn't accustomed to receiving from him. I had spent so much time questioning his intentions that I hadn't considered what it would feel like to have him want something from me without trying to control the outcome.By the time evening arrived, I had co
Theo’s POVI had spent most of the morning pretending that the previous night had not changed anything.It was easier to focus on the documents scattered across my desk than to think about Nora standing in front of Ivy, refusing to be intimidated by the woman who had made her life miserable. Nora had always possessed a stubborn streak, but lately, I had begun to see something beneath it. She was not simply fighting because she wanted revenge. She was fighting because she had spent too long allowing other people to decide what she deserved.And for some reason, the thought of everything she had endured bothered me more than it should have.I leaned back in my chair and glanced at the clock. Patricia was supposed to confirm the exact time for our meeting with the former executive later that afternoon, but I had already checked my phone three times in the last ten minutes. The fourth time, I caught myself and dropped it onto the desk.This was ridiculous.I had a company to run, a family
Nora’s POV I had learned a long time ago that people revealed the most about themselves when they believed they had already won. Ivy had always been like that. Give her a little confidence, let her believe she had found a weakness, and she would become careless enough to show you the person she had been hiding. The rumours about my mental stability had started circulating two days ago. At first, they were subtle comments disguised as concern. Someone wondered whether the pressure surrounding my mother's company had become too much for me. Another suggested that my marriage to Theo had changed me. By the following morning, the whispers had grown more deliberate, with people questioning whether I was emotionally fit to make decisions concerning my inheritance. I knew that pattern. I had seen it before, although in my previous life, I had been too busy defending myself to understand how carefully the accusations had been arranged. Back then, every emotional reaction became evidence
Theo's pov Nora had a talent for making silence feel like an accusation. She sat across from me in my study, the membership document between us, her eyes fixed on the name Patricia had uncovered. She had been staring at it for several minutes, and I knew better than to interrupt her thoughts. Eventually, she looked up. “You said you recognized him.” “I did.” “Then tell me why.” I leaned back in my chair. “He was a senior executive at Calloway Holdings long before I invested in the company. He worked closely with your mother, and his name appeared in some of the old business records I reviewed when I was considering the investment.” “That doesn't explain why you looked like you'd seen a ghost when Patricia showed us the document.” “Because I wasn't expecting to see his name again.” Nora's expression remained unchanged. “Theo.” There it was, my name spoken in that particular tone that made it clear she had no intention of accepting another convenient answer. “I don't know whe







