เข้าสู่ระบบNaomi had spent years grinding it out in a small town, settling for a bad marriage, while Vivian had lived every day of that same stretch as the pampered Sinclair heiress.Given all that, it wasn't unreasonable to expect some return on the family's investment. That expectation was the entire reason they'd taken her in to begin with.Thinking about how Naomi had finally come home, and about every quiet and not-so-quiet shot Vivian had already taken at her, something in Marcus's expression hardened further.Every instinct told him to let his anger loose on her right now. Reason won out over that instinct, barely."I called you in to talk about your biological parents." Marcus didn't dance around it.The color drained completely from Vivian's already pale face. Her hands twisted into the hem of her dress. "You... found them?"Is this it? Am I actually getting sent away?Something flickered with surprise behind Marcus's eyes, he hadn't expected her to catch on this fast. He nodded. "We di
Lily's shout got swallowed by the roar of engines revving one after another.The amusement park's racing track had always been one of its bigger draws.The course split into three separate routes, each with different terrain but matched distance.Racers picked freely which path to run.One hugged the edge of an artificial lake, scenic, relaxed, low stakes.Another looped around the park's perimeter, a quick lap designed to funnel guests straight into the next attraction.The last one cut through the hills, modeled after an actual professional track.Naomi and Sebastian glanced at each other and picked the mountain route in the same instant.Only first place got the prize. The other two routes carried too many variables, too much room for distraction.The mountain route was the obvious call.The terrain was rough, pitted, and every jolt sent a thrill through Lily in the passenger seat.She'd tagged along to Naomi's real competitions before, but always too young to do more than watch fr
"How's that even possible?" Marcus shot Nathan a flat look.The kind of look that asked, silently, do you actually think I'm that transparent?"Then why are you"Before Nathan finished the question, Marcus cut in. "I'm doing this because Sebastian still thinks there's something between me and Naomi.""You and Naomi? Something between you?" Nathan couldn't hold back a laugh. "Aren't you worried he'll eventually find out the truth and come after you over it?""He's not interested in her." Marcus stayed unbothered. "And even if he were, he's already told our grandfather he wants out of the engagement. Whatever he finds out later, that's on him. He's the one who walked away first."Nathan reached up and adjusted his glasses.Since when did my brother get this calculating?"On another note, Vivian." Nathan's expression sobered. "I found her actual birth parents. Do we send her back?""Not yet." Marcus tapped a rhythm against the table. "Wait until Naomi's fully settled back with us. If Viv
The courthouse.In just ten minutes, Naomi walked out with the divorce certificate she'd been waiting a full month to get."Naomi, we could still" Ethan started, remembering something the old man had said.As if she'd already known exactly where this was headed, Naomi cut him off with a flat, cold look. "Ethan. Let's not cross paths again after today."Whatever he'd been about to ask died in his throat. His fingers curled tight, and he thought back to the plan Chloe had laid out for him. "Naomi. Don't come to regret this."He turned and walked off fast.Watching his back retreat, Naomi felt nothing at all. Her mouth curved, faint."Ethan. I won't."She tucked the certificate into her bag and drove straight to the Sinclair bid venue.The second she arrived, Naomi spotted two figures waiting at the entrance.Marcus and Sebastian.Is Marcus about to tell him who I really am?Something tightened in Naomi's chest, she wasn't ready for that reveal yet."Naomi, you made it." Marcus waved her
Derek blinked, caught off guard by the question.Realizing he genuinely had been neglecting Vivian lately, wrapped up in everything happening with Naomi, guilt crept in fast."Of course. Blood or not, you're my sister."Once she had Derek's reassurance locked in, Vivian's smile widened. "Knew you loved me the most."Meanwhile, at the hospital.Old Mr. Blackwood sat beside the bed, worry etched across his face.The second the doctor finished the exam, he asked, "How is he?""Vomiting blood like that was stress-induced. He's stable now, but I'd recommend a few more days here for observation."The doctor delivered the update and stepped out, leaving the three of them alone."Naomi, would you be willing to stay and help me look after Ethan?" Old Mr. Blackwood searched her face, sincere. "You're the only one who can right now."Naomi had almost refused outright at the first half of that sentence.The second half was harder to walk away from."This is the last thing I'll ask, I promise. He
The thought had barely finished forming before cold sweat broke out down Ethan's back."It's because Naomi always believed you were the one who pulled her out of the water that day at the beach."If not for that debt of gratitude, why else would she have endured this family for as long as she did?"The beach?" Ethan's frown deepened. He had no memory of anything like that at all.Why don't I remember saving her?He dug through his memory and finally landed on a fragmented image.He had, once, found Naomi unconscious near the shore and gotten her to a hospital.That was the entirety of it.Does that even count as saving someone?"I called an ambulance. That's all I did." Ethan said it quietly, almost to himself.Something shifted hard across the old man's face. "What did you just say? I thought it was you who actually pulled her out of the ocean?"He'd heard the story straight from Naomi herself, years ago.Every time she told it, there'd been a soft, private smile on her face.Knowing







