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One Hundred and Fifty
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The Price of His Betrayal One Hundred and Fifty
She finally stepped forward slowly. “Zoe, baby… that’s enough,” she said in the warmest voice she could muster. “We need to let Uncle Caleb work, okay?”Her lips curved into a smile, but it didn’t reach her eyes. And her feet stopped just short of the desk, as if an invisible line dared her to go further.Caleb looked up, acknowledging her with a soft glance, but didn’t speak.Caleb looked up slowly, his eyes meeting hers with a soft, unreadable expression. He gave a faint nod, acknowledging her presence, but said nothing. His silence hung heavy in the room, like something fragile holding back a deeper storm.Zoe stood nearby, his little hands clutching the sides of his shorts. His lips pressed together, eyes darting between Caleb and the doorway. Then his lower lip pushed out in a soft pout.“But… I wanna stay,” he murmured, his voice barely above a whisper. “I like being with Uncle Caleb…”He shuffled closer, tugging gently at Caleb’s sleeve. His eyes were glossy now, full of that i
The Price of His Betrayal One Hundred and Fourty-Nine
Caleb had arrived at the Blackwood mansion. Everything looked just the same as when he left it, the same marbled floors, the pristine furniture, the soft scent of lavender that floated through the air. It was almost unsettling how unchanged it all was.He stepped inside, closing the door behind him, adjusting the strap of his bag and stretching slightly. Just as he was about to take a seat in the lounge, he heard footsteps descending the staircase.Looking up, his eyes met Adrian’s, and then he saw Zoe.The little boy’s face lit up instantly.“Uncle Caleb!” Zoe yelled with excitement, slipping his hand out of Adrian’s grip and racing down the stairs. Before Caleb could respond, Zoe had wrapped his small arms around his waist in a tight hug.Caleb grinned and knelt down. “Hey, buddy! You’re going to tackle me one of these days.”Zoe giggled. “I missed you! Why did you take so long to come back? I waited forever!”“I missed you too, champ,” Caleb said, gently squeezing his shoulder. “Bu
The Price of His Betrayal One Hundred And Fourty-Eight
The scent of seasoned garlic, buttery thyme, and sizzling steak had already taken over the atmosphere like a lover’s perfume, lingering, heady, intoxicating. Rosie pushed the door gently and stepped into the house, letting it click softly behind her. She sighed, exhausted but strangely comforted, her heels making a dull thud against the hardwood floor.She shrugged off her office coat, flung it lazily onto the couch, and began to follow the trail of that delicious aroma wafting through the air like a gentle invitation.Her lips curled into a smile as she could hear the faint clink of cutlery and the sizzling whisper of food on the stove. Turning the corner into the kitchen, the sight that met her melted her.There he was.Caleb, shirt sleeves rolled to his elbows, forearms flexing slightly as he chopped vibrant vegetables on the island counter. The overhead light cast a golden hue over his face, and for a second, Rosie just stared, appreciating this rare moment. He looked... peaceable
The Price of His Betrayal One Hundred And Fourty-Seven
The morning sun spilled softly through the half-open blinds of Caleb’s room. The warmth of the light brushed across his face as he lay still, stretched out on the bed, one hand tucked beneath his head while the other held something tenderly against his chest, a small, worn photograph.It was the one he had unknowingly left near the dresser a few days ago, a picture of Crystal, Adrian, and little Zoe. A family portrait. The edges were slightly creased, the ink just beginning to fade at the corners, but the image remained vivid: Crystal’s gentle smile, Adrian’s arm wrapped protectively around her, and Zoe’s bright eyes staring straight ahead, full of innocence and laughter.Caleb stared at it in silence, his breath slowing, his mind running far beyond the quiet walls of the room.His thumb brushed over Crystal’s face.“I don’t know how to apologize to you,” he whispered, his voice barely audible, almost like it was afraid to speak. “I don’t know how to make up for all the pain I caused
The Price of His Betrayal One Hundred And Fourty-Six
The morning sun filtered gently through the curtains, dancing softly on the polished tiles of the Blackwoods' mansion. Birds chirped faintly in the distance, but inside, the silence felt heavier than usual. Crystal stirred awake, only to realize the other side of the bed was empty. Adrian was already out for work. She sat up slowly, brushing her loose strands of hair behind her ear. A part of her wanted to crawl back under the covers, but another part, uneasy and restless, drew her out of bed. Something had been bothering her. Something she hadn’t been able to shake since yesterday. After slipping into her robe, she moved downstairs quietly. The house was still, apart from the occasional clinking sound of the help in the kitchen. Her legs took her to Adrian’s study almost unconsciously. The door creaked open softly as she entered. It was still as she remembered it the last time she cleaned it up—a few files stacked neatly on the mahogany desk, the faint smell of fresh paper and
The Price of His Betrayal One Hundred And Fourty-Five
The room was dimly lit, bathed in soft amber from the bedside lamp. Zoey had finally fallen asleep, his tiny chest rising and falling peacefully under the covers between them. His favorite stuffed bunny lay clutched tightly to his side, one hand still wrapped gently around Adrian’s finger before slipping into sleep.Crystal’s hand lingered in Zoey’s hair a little longer than usual, brushing back the curls with care, her fingers trembling slightly — not from exhaustion, but from unrest.Adrian noticed.He was leaning against the headboard, half-immersed in a report he had been reviewing, when her voice broke the silence.Soft. Shaky. Troubled.“I don’t understand it,” she said.Adrian looked up, confused. “Understand what?”Crystal turned to him slowly, her eyes still reflecting the images replaying in her mind.“The way Caleb reacted today. The way he ran after Zoey like he was chasing his own heart.” She paused, exhaling heavily. “That wasn’t just instinct, Adrian. That was something
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