เข้าสู่ระบบChapter 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…"
Chapter 241 Anna's POVI felt like the ground beneath me was crumbling.Everything I'd believed.Everything I'd built my life around.Everything I'd used to justify the terrible things I'd done.It was all a lie.My parents weren't heroes.They weren't brave police officers who'd died trying to save innocent children.They were criminals.Corrupt.Selfish.Accomplices to kidnapping.And I'd spent my entire life believing the opposite.My chest felt tight, like I couldn't get enough air, like the walls were closing in around me.I'd been walking in rebellion all these years.Against God. Against morality. Against everything decent.I'd told myself it was justified — that I was angry because my parents had died saving Cynthia, that she owed me something, that she was the reason they were gone.I had rehearsed that story so many times it had stopped feeling like a story at all. It had become truth. My truth. The lens through which I saw everything.I'd mistreated her for years because o
Chapter 240Cynthia's POV"OH MY GOD!"Victoria's scream was so loud it probably woke half the neighborhood.I turned to see my mother practically running down the front steps of the mansion, her elegant composure completely abandoned as she rushed toward the truck full of flowers."Nikolai!" she exclaimed, her face lit up with genuine delight. "Did you do all this?"Nikolai smiled, clearly pleased by her reaction."Merry Christmas, Mrs. Laurent," he said warmly.Before he could say anything else, Victoria pulled him into a hug.An actual, full-bodied hug.I stood there, frozen in shock, watching my usually composed, dignified mother embrace Nikolai like he was family."This is absolutely wonderful!" Victoria said, pulling back to look at him. "So thoughtful. So generous. You must come inside! We're about to have breakfast, and you simply must join us.""I wouldn't want to impose…" Nikolai started."Nonsense!" Victoria interrupted, looping her arm through his and already guiding him t







