LOGINMaureen stepped past the staring family members and walked directly into the VIP ward, with Damien following close behind.The frail, pale woman lying in the hospital bed seemed to instantly regain her spark the moment her eyes landed on Maureen. Her face lit up with genuine warmth."Maureen! Come here, come to Grandmother," she called out, reaching out a trembling hand.Maureen’s entire demeanor shifted in a split second. Dropping her cold exterior, she sat obediently at the edge of the bed and gently took the elderly woman's hand. "Grandmother, how are you feeling? Are you in any pain?""I feel much better now that you’re here," the matriarch sighed, though her grip tightened anxiously. She looked from Maureen to Damien, her eyes narrowing. "This punk told me that the two of you are getting a divorce. Tell me the truth—is it true?"Maureen’s eyelashes fluttered as she lowered her gaze, feeling a brief, hollow ache in her chest. "Yes, Grandmother. We are divorced.""Damien, you abso
Maureen had barely stepped into the lounge when Ethan lunged and grabbed her ankle."Don't move."She stared down at him, utterly unimpressed. "What exactly are you doing?""What does it look like?" Ethan shot back, looking up from the floor. "I spent the entire conference stressed out of my mind, and my reward is a sister who won't even sit down long enough for me to perform an act of brotherly devotion.""You're giving me a leg massage.""Exactly.""I didn't ask for one.""You didn't ask to be born either, but here we are."Across the room, Michael snorted into his drink. Ethan pointed an accusing finger at him immediately. "See? Even he agrees with me.""I absolutely do not," Michael countered smoothly, sparking a burst of laughter that finally shattered the tension of the last few days.Maureen let out a breath she felt like she'd been holding for a week and sank back against the sofa cushions. The conference was finally over, and Rachel had survived the heat. the Ashford Group ha
Maureen stood at the one-way glass, her pulse thundering, as the lights dimmed for opening remarks. Chandeliers cast sharp reflections across tables heavy with power players, CEOs, diplomats, and investors.The head anchor’s voice boomed through the speakers. “Please welcome Maureen Ashford, COO of Ashford Group.”Rachel stepped forward in the sleek black sheath dress, hair styled in loose waves that caught the light perfectly. She moved with the exact confident stride they had drilled for hours. Applause rippled across the room. From the shadows, Maureen whispered into her wrist mic. “keep your head high. You own this room. Smile, but not too much.”“Copy,” Rachel murmured back through the earpiece.Ethan leaned against the monitor bank beside her, arms loose but eyes sharp. “She’s pulling it off. Better than expected.”Michael stood on her other side, arms crossed tight. “For now. One slip and we’re done.”Yesterday’s conversation with their father still burned in Maureen’s memory.
Maureen let the pause hang just long enough for Rachel’s eyes to widen.“How would you like to be me for one night?”Rachel’s mouth opened, then closed. She glanced at Michael, then Ethan, as if expecting one of them to laugh and tell her this was some elaborate prank. Neither brother said a word.“I’m sorry,” Rachel said finally, voice pitched higher than usual. “Did you just ask me to… impersonate you? At the American Companies Conference?”“Exactly.” Maureen stepped closer, keeping her tone calm and professional, “Same height, similar build, same coloring. With the right styling and a confident attitude, you could pass. You’d attend as COO of Ashford Group. Shake hands, sit through panels, help us secure that international representative spot.”Rachel’s fingers tightened around the edge of the files she’d been carrying. “This is… a huge opportunity. But what if I mess up? What if someone asks me something only you would know?”“That’s why we’ll prepare,” Maureen said. “Rehearsals.
Michael jumped up the second the restroom door started to swing open.Maureen came out looking really pale and a little shaky on her feet. Both brothers were on her in a flash, Michael grabbing her arm gently, while Ethan shoved a bottle of water into her hand like it might fix everything."Sit down," Michael said."I'm fine.""You're not fine. You almost vomited your intestines""I just got nauseous for a second. It's gone now." She took the chair Ethan pulled out for her, mostly so they'd stop hovering. "Can you guys please stop looking at me like that?""No," Michael said."Absolutely not," Ethan agreed right away.She sipped the water a few times and waited for them to relax. They didn't. The two of them just stood there with the same worried faces, and even though it was kind of annoying, it was also the nicest thing she'd felt in a long time."Ethan." She looked up at him. "Weren't you supposed to be in Singapore?"His face lit up. "Finally, a question that doesn't involve calli
Aurora laughed softly as Damien pulled her closer on the couch. for the first time in years, Damien felt genuinely at peace. Aurora rested comfortably against his shoulder, scrolling through old photos on her phone, until she held the screen up to him."Look at this one."He glanced down. It was a photo from their teenage years. Aurora was grinning at the camera while a younger version of him stood beside her looking thoroughly unamused."You always had terrible timing with cameras," he said.Aurora gasped. "I looked adorable.""You still do."Her cheeks went pink before she could think of a response. Then footsteps approached from the hallway, and Diana Vance walked in carrying her morning coffee. The moment she saw them sitting together, quiet satisfaction crossed her face."Good morning, Aunt Diana," Aurora said, sitting up straighter.Diana smiled and settled into the armchair across from them, her eyes moving between the two of them with something close to approval. "You know, th
The moment the black Escalade rolled through the towering iron gates of the Ashford estate, Maureen felt her chest tighten. She had been gone for three long years.The familiar fountain stood proudly in the center of the circular driveway, illuminated by soft lights. Beyond it stretched the grand m
Aurora had not only been Damien's first love — she was the daughter of a longtime family friend of the Vances, a connection that guaranteed her a seamless invitation to a private dinner at the estate. Even so, the mood at the table remained suffocating. Damien sat rigid, a hard crease pressed betw
Aurora smiled softly as she rested against Damien's chest. Her fingers moved slowly across the fabric of his shirt, tracing lazy circles as though she already belonged there. "Damien, you're not yet divorced, so we shouldn't be so intimate with each other. Otherwise, Selene will resent me if she c
Selene's eyes stayed fixed on the document lying on the desk.DIVORCE AGREEMENT.She stared at it for several seconds, her mind refusing to catch up with what she was seeing. Her ears were ringing. This had to be a mistake.Slowly, she looked up at Damien.He looked completely calm, like he was wai







