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150. THE CUSTODY WARNING

Author: Frya Isaac
last update publish date: 2026-05-22 12:53:14

The atmosphere inside the primary conference room of the Wolfe Group’s legal wing wasn’t just tense; it felt like the precise microsecond before a lightning strike.

Outside the floor-to-ceiling windows, the Manhattan skyline was shifting into the deep, bruised purple of early twilight. Inside, Adrian Wolfe sat at the head of a massive obsidian conference table, his presence so massive and suffocating that none of the sixteen senior legal partners sitting around him dared to breathe too loudly
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  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   310. The Wolfe Name

    Vera spent the entire weekend trying to decide how to fix what she had started. By Monday morning, she still had no answer. The rumors had already traveled too far. Customers had repeated them to other customers. A few local food accounts had picked up comments about Lydia's Heart being "billionaire-funded." Someone had even posted anonymously that the bakery was "using cheap ingredients while pretending to be artisanal." Vera knew exactly where that had started. With her. She had never expected her words to spread so quickly. Now she didn't know how to stop them. At ten in the morning, Vera walked into Lydia's Heart. She wasn't wearing the confident expression she usually carried. No red lipstick. No perfectly arranged hair. No sharp smile. She looked nervous. Lydia noticed her immediately. Their eyes met across the bakery. For a moment, Vera almost turned around. Then she forced herself to walk toward the counter. "Hi." Lydia gave her a polite smile. "Hello."

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   309. A Name on the Wall

    Vera Lin couldn't stop thinking about Lydia. The conversation outside the school had unsettled her more than she wanted to admit. At first, she had been irritated. Then embarrassed. But now... she was curious. There was something about Lydia that didn't fit the image Vera had created in her head. Lydia hadn't bragged about being married to Adrian Wolfe. She hadn't threatened Vera. She hadn't even mentioned the bakery when Vera had insulted her. She had simply stood there and remained calm. That bothered Vera. If Lydia really was the spoiled wife of a billionaire, as Vera had assumed... why didn't she behave like one? That evening, Vera sat behind the counter of Lin's Bakery after closing. The lights were dim. The street outside was quieter than usual. She opened her laptop. Her fingers hovered above the keyboard. Then she typed: Lydia Wolfe bakery New York Several articles appeared. Vera clicked the first one. Nothing. The second. Nothing. Then she saw a head

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   308. The Mother Behind the Boy

    After last week’s incident, however, Lydia had hoped things would finally settle down. Hayes had apologized to Ethan, Ethan had apologized to Hayes, and the school counselor had assured both families that the boys were fine. Judging from Hayes’ cheerful mood that morning, he seemed to have forgotten the entire thing. Apparently, Vera hadn’t. Lydia was standing near the school reception area when she heard a voice behind her. “Hayes’ mother.” Lydia turned. Vera was approaching her, stopping a few feet away. There was nothing openly hostile about her expression, but Lydia had already learned that Vera didn’t need to raise her voice to make a point—she could do it with a single sentence. “Hi, Vera.” “Hello,” Vera replied. “I heard the boys are getting along again.” Lydia nodded. “They are.” “That’s good.” There was a brief pause before Vera added, “Although I suppose children tend to forget things quickly.” Lydia looked at her. “They’re children.” “Exactly.” Vera smiled faintly

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   307. Boys Will Be Boys

    The phone call came just before breakfast. Lydia was standing in the kitchen, spreading butter over a slice of toast while Aurelia sat in her high chair, happily playing with a spoon. Adrian was pouring coffee when his phone rang. He glanced at the screen. "Hello?" His expression changed almost immediately. Lydia looked up. "What's wrong?" Adrian listened for several seconds. "Yes. Of course. We'll be there." He ended the call. Lydia immediately knew. "The school?" He nodded. "They want to see us." Her stomach tightened. "About Hayes?" "Yes." *** Thirty minutes later, Lydia and Adrian walked into Hayes' school together. The familiar hallway felt strangely different. Lydia held Adrian's hand for a moment before letting go. "I hate school meetings." Adrian gave her a faint smile. "Me too." "Even when you were a child?" "Especially then." She looked at him. "You got into trouble?" "Occasionally." "Occasionally?" He smiled. "Fine. More than occasion

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   306. Trouble at School

    By the time Lydia arrived at the penthouse that afternoon, she already knew something was wrong. Hayes usually ran toward her the moment he heard the front door open. Today, he didn't. His backpack was still hanging from one shoulder when he walked into the living room. His head was lowered. His usual energetic expression was gone. Lydia immediately put down the phone in her hand. "Hayes?" He stopped. "Hi, Mommy." His voice was quiet. Too quiet. Lydia walked toward him and crouched down. "What's wrong?" "Nothing." She smiled gently. "That doesn't look like nothing." Hayes looked away. Lydia knew her son well enough not to push immediately. She reached for his backpack. "Come here." He let her take it. "Let's sit." They moved toward the sofa. Lydia sat beside him and gently smoothed his hair. "Did something happen at school?" Hayes shrugged. "No." "Did someone hurt you?" "No." "Did you get into trouble?" He shook his head. "Then why do you l

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   305. The First Lie

    The rumor didn't disappear. It grew. What had started as a few whispered comments about Lydia's Heart being backed by a wealthy husband slowly became something more damaging. By Friday morning, Lydia noticed the difference. A customer who had been coming almost every day stood at the counter, staring at the pastry display with uncertainty. "Excuse me." Lydia smiled. "Yes?" The woman pointed toward the croissants. "Are these really made with imported butter?" Lydia blinked. "Yes." The woman frowned. "I heard they're made with cheap ingredients." Lydia's smile faded slightly. "Who told you that?" "I don't know." The woman looked uncomfortable. "Someone said your bakery uses inexpensive ingredients but charges premium prices because people think the brand is luxurious." For a moment, Lydia couldn't speak. She looked at the pastries behind the glass. Every ingredient had been selected carefully. She knew exactly where their butter came from. She knew the flour

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   3. THE PRICE OF NOTHING

    Adrian didn't sleep that night.The penthouse lights stayed on until dawn, the chocolate torte long abandoned on the coffee table, one bite missing like a ghost of her presence. He paced the living room, replaying the hospital hallway exchange, the returned five million, the dead phone number, the

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   2. NOTHING IMPORTANT

    Lydia stepped out of the examination room with the envelope clutched tightly in her hand. Too tight. The thin paper crinkled under her grip, but she didn’t loosen it. Inside it—seven weeks of a truth she wasn’t ready to face. Seven weeks of something that could destroy what little control she had l

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   1. THE DAY MY MARRIAGE ENDED

    The pen in Lydia Hart’s hand trembled violently. Not just a slight shake. It quivered like it carried the weight of everything she had lost—every silent morning, every unanswered question, every night she had spent staring at a door that never opened for her. Three years. Three years… reduced to a

  • Reclaiming the Love We Lost   4. THE KNOCK AT THE DOOR

    Lydia watched him for a heartbeat, the reality of his presence finally breaking through her shock. Before he could take another step toward the furnace, she moved. She threw her arms around his neck, burying her face in the damp of his jacket. "Noah," she sobbed. Noah froze for a split second, hi

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