로그인Sophie arrived at the Thoreau mansion late in the evening.The long driveway was quiet, the lights of the house glowing softly against the dark London sky. Usually, the house felt busy with staff moving around or Margaret giving instructions, but tonight it was strangely silent.Sophie stepped inside and paused.No voices.No footsteps.No movement.She looked around the living room briefly before realising something.No one is home.A slow smile formed on her lips."Perfect," she murmured quietly.She removed her heels and walked deeper into the house, her steps careful and deliberate.Instead of heading upstairs toward her room, she turned toward a different corridor.Henri Thoreau's office.The heavy wooden door stood closed as always. Sophie glanced down the hallway once more to confirm that no staff members were nearby.Then she gently pushed the door open.The office smelled faintly of leather and old paper. Bookshelves lined the walls, and the large desk in the centre was neatl
The board meeting slowly came to an end, but the tension inside the room had not eased.Papers were being gathered. Chairs shifted against the floor. The board members spoke quietly among themselves, already discussing the next steps for the company.But Maya wasn't paying attention to any of that.Her eyes were fixed on something else.Across the table.Sophie.And Damein.It was subtle-something most people in the room wouldn't have noticed. But Maya had been watching them since the meeting began.Every now and then, Sophie would glance toward Damein.Not openly.Quickly.Carefully.And Damein would return the look.Not with words.Just silent understanding.A brief flicker of communication.Maya's stomach tightened.What are they doing?She had long suspected Sophie was capable of manipulation. The woman had proven it more than once.But now something felt... different.This wasn't just hostility anymore.This looked like coordination.And that made Maya uneasy.Before she could th
The scandal surrounding the Thoreau family had now lasted for weeks.Every major financial newspaper in London had covered the story. Television analysts debated endlessly about the possibility of a hidden heir. Investors whispered in boardrooms, and competitors watched the situation closely like vultures waiting for weakness.For the first time in decades, Thoreau Systems looked unstable.Inside the company headquarters, the board members had finally concluded.Something had to be done.Not to solve the family conflict.But to protect the business.That morning, a formal invitation had been sent to both Lucas and Damein.A round-table discussion with the board of directors.The goal was simple: stabilise the company before the scandal damaged the market any further.The meeting took place in the main executive boardroom on the top floor of Thoreau Systems.The long polished table reflected the bright city skyline through the glass walls. Around it sat the senior board members of the
The morning air was calm when Maya's car slowly pulled into the driveway of a quiet private nursery in London.The building was surrounded by tall trees and a small fenced playground filled with colourful toys meant for toddlers. It was peaceful, far away from the noise of the media, the pressure of the Thoreau name, and the chaos that had been swallowing Maya's life lately.The driver stepped out to open the door.Maya carefully lifted Layrus from his baby seat.Her son rested comfortably in her arms, his small fingers gripping the collar of her coat while his curious eyes scanned the unfamiliar environment. At just one year old, he had no understanding of the storm surrounding his family.To him, the world was still simple.Warm arms.Soft voices.Safe spaces.And Maya wanted to keep it that way.Alicia stepped out of the car beside her, adjusting her handbag while looking at the nursery building."So this is the place," Alicia said, studying the building.Maya nodded quietly."Yes.
The day everyone had been waiting for finally arrived.By early morning, the conference hall in central London was already packed with journalists, cameras, and flashing lights. News channels had set up their equipment, reporters whispered among themselves, and photographers waited impatiently for the main figures of the scandal to arrive.The story had exploded across the internet for days."Hidden Son of Thoreau.""Illegitimate Heir Challenges the Empire."Every media outlet wanted a piece of it.Inside the hall, the long conference table stood at the front of the room with microphones placed neatly in front of each chair.One by one, the people involved in the scandal began arriving.Henri Thoreau walked in first, his expression rigid and unreadable. Beside him was Margaret, her face perfectly composed despite the storm surrounding the family.Lucas followed shortly after.His jaw was tight and his posture stiff. He barely acknowledged the journalists shouting his name.Across the
Margaret had requested the meeting herself.Maya arrived at the quiet café in central London a few minutes early. The place was elegant but nearly empty at that hour, giving the conversation privacy. She had barely taken a sip of the tea in front of her when the door opened.Margaret Thoreau walked in.As always, she carried herself with the confidence of someone used to power and control. Her posture was straight, her expression calm, but her eyes were sharp the moment they landed on Maya.She walked toward the table without greeting her warmly."MrsMrsoreau," Maya said politely.Margaret sat down slowly, placing her handbag on the table beside her."I won't waste my time with unnecessary pleasantries," Margaret said coldly.Maya expected that.Margaret leaned forward slightly."I came here to warn you."Maya raised an eyebrow."Warn me about what?"Margaret's lips tightened."You need to stop meddling in our family affairs."The words were direct."This situation between Lucas and t
Lucas sent Maya a message about the family gathering the next evening. He asked her to inform Damein to bring his parents and for Maya to bring hers.The next evening, Damein's parents arrived at the gathering first. Sophie had dressed in her finest blue-fitting gown, ready to make an impression an
The morning air in London was crisp, but inside the Thoreau townhouse, the tension was suffocating. Lucas’s parents had finally arrived, and Sophie’s excitement was palpable, though masked with delicate tears. She had rehearsed this moment countless times ,Maya would soon be out of the picture, and
The morning sunlight filtered through the city , this was the moment for maya to choose where she was actually headed after being discharged. Maya stood outside, her bag clutched tightly in one hand, taking deep, steady breaths. Her chest felt heavy, but her mind was clear. She had made a choice, a
The hospital room was silent, the faint hum of machines and the soft beeping of monitors the only sounds breaking the stillness. Maya stirred in her bed, eyelids fluttering open, and immediately realised how sore and drained she felt. Her entire body ached, but her mind was sharp, unusually sharp,







