LOGINGEORGEI drove to the estate immediately. I found Theodore in the dining room with two nurses attending to him. One held a glass of water while the other prepared his medication.He looked up as I entered."George, what brought you to the estate this night?""What did you say to Leila?" I said looking straight into his eyes.His hand paused over the table. He looked at me but didn't answer. Instead, he took the glass from one of the nurses, swallowed the tablets, and handed it back."Excuse us for a moment," he said, nodding towards them. The nurses gathered their things and walked out, leaving us alone.Theodore reached for his cane and pushed himself to his feet. He leaned on it, then extended his left hand toward me. "Help me to the living room."I stared at him for a moment. He kept his hand extended. I stepped forward and took his arm."I was thinking of sending for you tomorrow morning," he said, stea
LEILA"My name is Graham Ashcroft. I'm Mr. Theodore Hawthorne's legal counsel." He placed a blue document on my desk. "Mr. Hawthorne asked me to deliver this proposal to you, Miss Stonne. He's prepared to offer you ten percent of his personal wealth."I glanced at the document but left it where it was."Why?"Graham folded his hands in front of him. "His personal wealth is currently valued at thirty-six billion dollars. The ten percent offer amounts to three point six billion."I looked at the document again."There's more," Graham said. "Mr. Hawthorne is willing to sponsor your company's relocation to France. He will cover the costs of establishing the business there and provide th
KARLGraham reached out to open the first folder as he stood up beside Theodore."Effective immediately, Karl Hawthorne is removed from his position as Chief Executive Officer of the Hawthorne Group," he read, his voice clear and professional. "He is also removed from any executive authority granted to him by the board."I kept my eyes fixed on him, my hands sliding deep into my suit pockets."Continue," Theodore whispered.Graham turned the page."Under the trust instructions executed by Theodore Hawthorne, any inheritance previously intended for Karl Hawthorne is revoked."I looked at my father, my jaw locking. Beside me, Ellen had gone entirely quiet. Graham reached for the second blue folder and opened the cover."Ellen Hawthorne," he continued, looking down at the text. "Theodore Hawthorne has initiated divorce proceedings against you on the grounds of theft and financial mismanagement."Elle
KARLTwo o'clock.I checked my watch again. More than an hour had passed since my father ordered Ellen and me out of the boardroom."Go to the estate," he'd said. "Wait for me."That was all he'd given us. No explanation followed his words. There was no indication of why he needed us out of the boardroom so abruptly.I was still trying to understand what was happening in that meeting. Had the board decided I was no longer fit to run the company? The questions irritated me almost as much as the waiting.I was the CEO of the Hawthorne Group. Whatever problems the company faced, I was the one expected to deal with them. Theodore had no right to shut me out of a meeting and leave me sitting here like a child waiting to be summoned. If he had something to say to me, he could say it to my face instead of hiding behind a closed door.I glanced at Ellen. She sat across from me on the sofa, her handbag resting on her lap. She hadn't said anyth
GEORGEThe phone rang just as I was tightening my tie for the office."George, I need to see you today." Theodore's voice came through the speaker, rough and strained. I could hear the weight of each breath."Before you go to the office," he added. "Come to the estate first."The call ended before I could ask what was wrong. I stared at my phone for a moment. I didn't know why he suddenly wanted to see me, but I didn't waste time trying to guess.I adjusted my tie, picked up my keys, and left.The butler showed me into the study, where Theodore sat behind his desk. His cane rested beside his chair, and his face looked more tired than it had the last time I saw him."These may be my final days, George," he began. His voice was weak, but his eyes remained fixed on me. "The doctors gave me a year, but with everything happening now, I don't know if I'll even have that long."He paused, drawing a slow breath."The compa
LEILAThe silver head of Theodore’s cane remained completely still against the concrete floor. I looked him straight in the eyes, refusing to let my focus waver for even a fraction of a second. "No," I said clearly. "The baby isn't Karl's."My hand went flat against the soft fabric covering my stomach as the silence in the room became heavy. Theodore didn't move. He studied my face for a long moment, his gray eyes drilling into my features as if waiting for me to take back what I'd just said. My pulse drummed a rapid rhythm against my ribs, but I kept my breathing level under his sharp scrutiny. "Are you sure, Leila?" he asked, his raspy whisper breaking the quiet. "Yes, I'm sure," I replied, holding his gaze without a single flinch. His eyes stayed on mine for another moment, cold and deep. I couldn't tell whether he believed me, but the pressure behind his stare slowly receded, and he didn't ask another question. "I see," he said. His thin fingers loosened slightly around th
EVELINA “Sign them whenever you’re ready.”A white envelope landed on my keyboard. For a second, I thought it was another batch of revisions from Sterling Group. Then I saw the words on the front.Divorce Agreement.Julian Sterling stood across from me in his charcoal suit, still buttoned up. His
EVELINA Dominic.For a second, I thought it would be Julian. Or Theodore. Or nobody.Hotel hallways were always full of people coming and going. Most of the time, nobody looked twice at you.But Dominic was walking toward me. His hands were in his pockets, his expression flat and unreadable. He st
EVELINA The door opened.Aria Vance walked in with one hand resting lightly on Julian’s arm. She glanced around the table easily, already smiling before anyone spoke.Julian looked across the room. His eyes passed over me without stopping before settling on his parents.“Dad. Mum.” A beat. “ This
EVELINA The corridor felt different when I stepped out of Dr. Yuen’s office.People were moving faster. Reception staff straightened behind their desks. Nurses glanced toward the entrance like they were expecting someone important.A name passed quietly through the hallway. “Aria Vance.”I kept wa







