Se connecterOld Mr. Blackwood was truly ill.“Ethan, I need to speak with Grandpa alone. Please step outside.”Naomi’s tone left no room for argument.Ethan opened his mouth, then closed it again. He had finally managed to keep her at the Blackwood residence a little longer. The last thing he wanted was to push her away now.He gave a short nod and left the room.The moment the door shut, the air grew heavy.“Naomi… thank you for coming to see me.”The words came out too forcefully. Old Mr. Blackwood broke into a harsh coughing fit.Naomi gently patted the back of his hand. “Grandpa, I already told you. No matter what happens between Ethan and me, you will always be my family.”“Good child.”His eyes turned red.Naomi reached into her bag and took out a slim needle case. Her expression turned serious. “Grandpa, will you trust me?”“What do you mean?” Confusion flickered across the old man’s face.She drew out several fine silver needles. “I know a little acupuncture. It can ease the symptoms of h
Sebastian Cole lowered his head and stayed silent.“Grandpa, I…” The words stuck in his throat.One woman was the one he loved. The other had once saved his life. No matter how carefully he tried to balance the two, someone was going to get hurt.All he could do now was keep both sides calm and search for a solution that wouldn’t destroy everything.Besides, Vera Ashford had been the one to bring up working at the company.If the debt between them was real, arranging a simple position shouldn’t have been this difficult.“What are you thinking about?”Old Mr. Cole’s sharp gaze cut through the silence. Disappointment darkened his features.A man who had always been decisive and unyielding now stood there hesitating?Had Sebastian been hiding his true feelings all this time?“Grandpa, the relationship between Vera and me is simple. I took her in… because there are still too many unanswered questions between us.”Sebastian watched the old man’s expression carefully before continuing. “But
The butler moved the instant Old Mr. Sinclair swayed, steadying the elderly man with practiced care. Together they descended the wide staircase of the Sinclair mansion. Three figures had just stepped through the front doors.“Grandpa, we’re back.”Marcus Sinclair’s voice was calm as he greeted the two men coming down. Old Mr. Sinclair’s nod was cool. His sharp gaze landed on Vivian’s ashen face, and understanding settled in his eyes.So Marcus’s plan had worked.“What happened?” the old man asked, though he already knew.Marcus and Nathan exchanged a glance. In low, measured tones they recounted every detail of the afternoon. When they finished, Old Mr. Sinclair’s expression did not change.“Since the Paige family wants her,” he said indifferently, “send her over.”He spoke as though disposing of something trivial.Vivian’s pupils shrank. She had never imagined he would be so ruthless.“Grandpa… I’ve lived in this family for so many years. Are you truly going to hand me over to the Pa
“Okay.” Lily answered in her soft, babyish voice.Hearing that, Ethan Blackwood finally exhaled in relief.Fortunately, Lily was still young and easy to deceive. Otherwise…He might not have been able to keep her here today.Watching Lily’s small figure skip lightly up the stairs, a flicker of guilt crossed Ethan’s eyes.If he had any other choice, he would never have used her.But between the two children, Naomi only truly cared about Lily.That was why he had resorted to such despicable methods.At that moment, Chloe Bennett walked up beside him and raised an eyebrow. “Well? I told you this trick would work, didn’t I? Not only did it get you off her blacklist, it even brought her back.”“Thank you.” Ethan looked at her with genuine gratitude.For a moment he felt as though Chloe had returned to the sweet, silver-tongued girl she used to be.On top of that, she had recently taken second place in an international architectural design competition. Ethan couldn’t help admiring her even
“You already knew it was me, didn’t you? You arranged this specifically to make me confess?”Vivian Sinclair’s gaze turned icy, a flicker of resentment flashing in her eyes as she stared at the others.Wasn’t the real reason he was so eager to expose her simply to force her out of the Sinclair family and clear the path for Naomi Hart?Even now, Vivian still refused to examine her own actions.The last trace of softness in Derek Sinclair’s eyes vanished in an instant.“Vee, you really disappoint me.” Derek could no longer hold back. He rose slowly to his feet. “I still have tracks to record and broadcast at the company. I’m leaving.”Without another word, Derek turned and walked away.Watching his retreating back, Vivian still saw nothing wrong with herself.It was all because Derek didn’t trust her. That was why he had shown up today.Her eyes then landed on Paige. “Paige, what I said wasn’t wrong, was it?”Knowing the situation was beyond saving, Vivian simply abandoned all pretense.
“Today, President Cole brought a strange woman into the building and sent her straight to the secretariat. Everyone’s been whispering about what she means to him…”Naomi’s colleague didn’t dare finish the sentence.Everyone in the company already knew the relationship between Sebastian Cole and Naomi Hart was anything but ordinary. For a new woman to appear so openly, under his personal arrangement, left little room for innocent explanations.The colleague mumbled an excuse, grabbed her unfinished coffee, and fled the break room without meeting Naomi’s eyes.Naomi stood frozen.Could it be… the woman from the photos Ono had taken that day?She had told herself Sebastian’s connection to that stranger was casual. Temporary. Meaningless. Yet he had brought her into the company in full view of everyone.Was there really something deeper between them?A dense, unexpected ache rose in her chest before she could stop it.No. She had no right to feel this way.Their marriage had been arranged







