ANMELDENChapter 247 Nikolai's POVI sat comfortably in the Laurent family's elegant sitting room, a cup of expensive coffee in my hand, listening to Victoria and Helen chat animatedly about Christmas traditions, family stories, and their plans for the day.It was… nice.Warm.The kind of family atmosphere I hadn't experienced in years — not since my father had passed, not since I'd been left alone to navigate the corporate world and the crushing weight of grief. Back then, Christmas had become just another day on the calendar. A date I'd learned to move through efficiently, without sentiment, without the softness that holidays demanded. I'd gotten very good at that — at moving through things without feeling them.Victoria Laurent had embraced me with an openness that still surprised me.She'd insisted I stay for Christmas.Insisted I was "family now."Insisted that a young man like me shouldn't spend the holidays alone.And I'd accepted.Not just because I genuinely appreciated the warmth an
Chapter 246 Kevin's POVCynthia was taking way too long.I leaned against the car, checking my watch for the third time in as many minutes, my patience wearing thinner with each passing second. The cold Christmas air bit at the back of my neck, and I shifted my weight from one foot to the other, more out of restlessness than the chill. The hospital parking lot was unusually quiet — just a handful of cars scattered across the asphalt, a lone nurse cutting across the lot with her head ducked against the wind. Everything looked normal. Everything felt wrong.It had been almost fifteen minutes.Fifteen minutes to grab a phone.From a hospital room she'd just been in.Something felt off.In the backseat, Amber was practically bouncing with excitement, his small face pressed against the window, breath fogging the glass in little clouds."Uncle Kevin, can we go now?" he asked for what felt like the hundredth time. "I really, really want to have my Christmas sauce.""Soon, buddy," I said, fo
Chapter 245Ethan's POVShit.Cynthia had caught me.Caught me eating her food like a starving man who hadn't seen a proper meal in weeks—which, to be fair, I was.But still.The embarrassment burned hot in my chest.I'd been trying so hard to maintain some semblance of dignity, some remnant of pride.And she'd walked in to find me practically inhaling the chicken sauce she'd made, my eyes closed, savoring every bite like it was the last meal I'd ever eat.Pathetic.But when I looked at her, I saw something in her expression that made the embarrassment fade.She looked… conflicted.Like she had a thousand things she wanted to say but couldn't find the words.Just like me.The silence stretched between us, heavy with everything we weren't saying.And I couldn't take it anymore."I'm sorry," I said.The words came out rough, raw, catching in my throat.Cynthia's eyes widened slightly, her breath catching.She blinked rapidly, fighting back tears.And seeing her like that—on the verge of
Chapter 244Cynthia's POVI settled Amber into the backseat of Kevin's car, making sure his seatbelt was properly fastened, his coat still buttoned up against the cold."Comfortable?" I asked.Amber nodded enthusiastically. "Can we have the chicken sauce as soon as we get home?"I smiled. "Yes, baby. As soon as we get home."Kevin was leaning against the driver's side door, his arms crossed, his expression carefully neutral but his eyes watchful."Everything okay?" he asked."Yeah," I said. "Just… give me one second."I closed Amber's door and turned to Kevin."Can you watch him for a minute?" I asked. "I think I left my phone in the hospital room."Kevin's eyebrows rose slightly. "You want me to stay here?""Jeez Kevin, it is not what you think. I just don't want to…" I hesitated. "I don't want to set Ethan off again. He didn't exactly react well to seeing you earlier."Kevin's jaw tightened, but he nodded. "Fine. But if you're not back in five minutes, I'm coming in.""Deal," I said
Chapter 243Ethan's POVI was feeling better.Not good, exactly— my body still ached from the fall when I fainted, my head still felt too heavy, and the IV drip in my arm was a constant reminder that I'd let myself fall apart so completely that my own body had shut down.But better.Better enough to sit up properly in bed.Better enough to have my laptop balanced on my lap, reviewing the preliminary restructuring plans Margaret had sent over.Walker Industries without Anna running day-to-day operations.Walker Industries without Grace leeching resources, manipulating board members, pulling strings behind the scenes.It was… strange to imagine.Like trying to picture a building after you'd demolished half the foundation.But it was also necessary.Essential, even.If the company was going to survive, it needed to be rebuilt from the ground up.New leadership structure. New accountability measures. New safeguards against the kind of corruption and manipulation that had nearly destroyed
Chapter 242Cynthia's POVI stood in the kitchen doorway for a moment, watching the scene unfold in the dining room with a mixture of disbelief and growing concern.Nikolai sat at the head of the table — the seat usually reserved for Nathaniel as the eldest son — looking both honored and slightly overwhelmed. He was indeed honored.And my mother, Victoria…Victoria was fawning over him.There was no other word for it.She'd seated herself right beside him, her hand resting lightly on his arm as she spoke, her expression warm and animated in a way I rarely saw anymore."You simply must stay for Christmas," Victoria was saying, her voice filled with maternal warmth. "I know you've lost your father recently, Nikolai. And with no siblings, no other family… you shouldn't be alone on a day like this."Nikolai smiled, clearly touched but also uncertain because of how awkward it is to spend Christmas in the Laurent mansion."Mrs. Laurent, that's very kind of you, but I don't want to impose…"







