Masuk“There’s nothing unusual coming from our people,” Marsh answered truthfully.Old Mr. Sinclair gave a quiet “Hmm” and issued the order. “If it becomes necessary, send her back to her biological parents.”This time he would make certain Naomi returned to the Sinclair family without any further interference.“Yes, sir.”At the same hour, inside the Blackwood residence, Julian Blackwood came home in a foul mood and refused every bite of dinner.Grandma Blackwood’s brows drew tight.She had already promised the boy she would lure Naomi back. Why was he still refusing to eat?“Ethan, Julian hasn’t touched a single thing on his plate. Don’t you care at all?” she asked sharply.What kind of father ignored his own son?Ethan Blackwood lifted his eyes slowly. His gaze settled on Julian. Sure enough, the bowl in front of the child remained untouched.“Julian, eat properly,” he said.The instruction only made Grandma Blackwood frown harder. “Ethan, is that the best you can do?”Julian raised his
Damon Whitfield didn’t wait for permission. He snatched a glass from the table, tipped it back, and drained it in one swallow.“Seb, just hear me out.”They had been brothers for years. Damon knew exactly where Sebastian Cole’s limits lay. Otherwise the eldest son of the Whitfield family would never have looked so flustered in front of anyone.“Talk.” Sebastian had no patience for rambling. He tossed a thin folder into Damon’s lap and calmly sipped his sake.Damon flipped through the pages. By the time he closed the file his expression had sharpened.“Leave it to me. I’ll dig up every witness from that year.”Sebastian’s face eased a fraction. He gave a cold little nod and rested a hand on Damon’s shoulder.“Don’t disappoint me.”Damon seized the opening. “Seb… how are things with Naomi lately?”Sebastian’s eyes narrowed. Something was off.“What’s this about? You and Leo fighting again?”Damon let out a short, self-mocking laugh. “You know I’m serious about her. But she’s been ice-co
The field day at Ridgeview Elementary hummed with noise.Speakers crackled announcements of the next events and their locations. Lily Blackwood’s ears twitched. Even in the chaos she caught the call for her race.“Uncle Derek. Mom.” She tipped her face up toward Derek Sinclair and Naomi Hart. “My race is starting. Candy and I have to go.”Before either adult could answer she tugged Candy’s hand and pulled her toward the waiting area. Lily was small; Candy, still half-distracted, stumbled after her. Yet the moment they were moving, Candy twisted around and flashed Derek and Naomi a bright, perfect smile.Derek’s brows drew together. Something about that smile sat wrong. It lacked the careless brightness a child her age should have.The two small figures vanished into the crowd. Derek kept watching until Naomi touched his arm.“Second Brother, stop worrying. The teachers are everywhere. Let’s find seats in the stands.”He answered absently and followed her.Details from the short time h
One question after another from her classmates made Lily Blackwood’s soft cheeks flush a deep pink. She stood there looking small and overwhelmed, her fingers twisting the edge of her sleeve.“All right,” a calm male voice cut through the chatter. “Lily still has a competition to prepare for. If you have questions, ask me.”The moment the words left his mouth, the girls abandoned Lily and swarmed around Derek Sinclair instead. The boy who had been the center of attention only seconds earlier was suddenly left alone.Lily blinked, not quite understanding what had just happened.Naomi Hart leaned in and whispered against her ear, “Lily, take the chance and go. Don’t let them catch you again.”Lily snapped out of her daze and hurried toward the waiting area. She had only ever made friends one-on-one. Being surrounded by so many people had left her tongue-tied and shaken.“Lily!”A bright voice called out. A small figure darted to her side and linked their arms. “I saw you earlier, but th
Cornered, Chloe had no choice but to stretch the truth. “Mrs. Blackwood, this is what happened…”When the full story ended, Mrs. Blackwood was so furious she actually laughed.“What did I say from the very beginning? Naomi Hart is not someone easy to deal with!”Grandma Blackwood’s anger burned hot. Because of Naomi, her precious grandson couldn’t even eat properly.“So what if she’s suddenly the daughter of the Sinclair family? She’s still just a small-town girl who grew up in the countryside. Even if she becomes a Sinclair, she still can’t hold her head up in public!”While Grandma Blackwood continued her sharp tirade against Naomi, Ethan Blackwood and Julian remained silent by unspoken agreement.Both of them regretted losing Naomi.Yet in their eyes she was still the “nanny” who had served their household for seven years.That view had never truly changed.“Grandma, I want my mom back!” Julian knew Grandma Blackwood almost always kept her word. He tugged at her hand. “Grandma, can
Naomi Hart’s brows drew together slightly.It wasn’t that she refused to break the engagement.There simply needed to be a proper reason.“Wouldn’t this marriage strengthen the partnership between our families?” she asked, genuine doubt in her voice.If the arrangement could deliver immediate benefits, why cancel it?Her feelings toward the marriage remained carefully neutral. If it could help the Sinclair family, she would not mind going through with it. After all, she had already considered finding a steady father figure for Lily. If Sebastian Cole could truly fill that role…Marcus Sinclair’s tone turned firm, almost protective. “It would encourage business ties, yes. But with the Sinclair family’s standing, there is no need to sacrifice you simply to maintain them. Naomi, Sebastian is currently involved with a woman from outside the Crestview social circle. We cannot, in good conscience, send you into that marriage.”Warmth flickered through Naomi’s chest. She had suspected their







