LOGINAfter the signing ceremony, Lucille became as tightly wound as a drawn bowstring. She threw herself into her work with everything she had.Design was like writing. It demanded complete mental focus. There was no room for distraction.The only reason Lucille could devote herself so completely was that Joanne kept everything at home running smoothly.She wanted to justify the trust Otto had placed in her with real, measurable results.…One evening, the office lights burned bright and cold. Her colleagues had trickled out one by one, yet Lucille remained at her desk, completely absorbed in her work.Otto rapped the edge of her desk twice with two long fingers."Lucy, take a break. No overtime tonight." He paused, and a hint of warmth softened his voice. "Come on. I'll take you somewhere for a proper dinner. We can stop by the baby store while we're out."Lucille looked up slowly, her eyes still unfocused after staring at blueprints for so long. "Oh? Why all of a sudden..."Otto
Lucille looked around the room, unhurried and clear-eyed. "From this day forward, the Prescott Group and I are separate entities. Riverrun is Riverrun. The Prescott Group is the Prescott Group. There is no connection between them. Please feel free to work with us without any concern."They said the sharpest retaliation came not through force but through words. Lucille had just learned that for herself.She poured another glass of wine, carried it to Gideon, and looked at him with the faintest hint of a smile. "Mr. Prescott, I'd like to offer you a toast as well. Without your failure to recognize my worth, I would not be standing here today."I once sincerely believed that becoming a designer at the Prescott Group was the greatest honor I could ever achieve. Now I understand that the world beyond it is vast. There is room in it for everything."Thank you for setting me free."Gideon's face stiffened. Standing before everyone, he had nothing left to defend. He opened his mouth, but
The words fell into the room like a stop sign, and every voice died at once. The air turned heavy. Even the sound of breathing seemed unnaturally loud.Lucille's face darkened. Her knuckles whitened around the stem of her glass.Otto had been tapping his fingers idly against his glass. They stopped. He looked at Gideon, and not a trace of warmth remained in his eyes.Gideon drained the remaining wine from Lucille's glass in a single swallow, refilled it for himself, and turned to face the room. "Thank you all for recognizing my wife's talent. She deserves every word of your praise. Allow me to drink to each of you on her behalf."He emptied his glass again.The alcohol took hold, and whatever restraint he had left dissolved. Something close to frenzy seized him. A reckless, almost manic urge to put on a show.He reached out, pulled Lucille against him in full view of everyone, and arranged his face into a self-satisfied smile. "My wife's achievements bring me nothing but pride. I
Watching those familiar faces, Gideon felt an overwhelming urge to walk onto the stage and announce to everyone that Lucille was his wife.At that moment, however, he realized he didn't have the courage. He was afraid Lucille would be angry and think he had ruined the most important moment of her life.She was no longer just his Lucille. The entire industry had seen her. She was a rising star.While he hesitated, Otto stood proudly at her side as her partner, the warmth in his eyes impossible to hide."We're grateful for your confidence in Riverrun Studio and for the opportunity to work with you." Otto spoke with the calm confidence of someone completely at ease. "This signing is only the beginning. Going forward, we welcome more firms to join us and more designers to become part of our team."He looked across the room, his voice carrying clearly to every corner. "The vision behind Riverrun Architectural Design Studio is rooted in a simple belief: to free creative design from exce
The Riverrun Studio signing ceremony took place aboard a luxury cruise ship on the Riverrun River. The water shimmered beneath the morning sun, reflecting the city skyline that stretched along both banks.By 9:30 a.m., nearly an hour before the ceremony was scheduled to begin, industry insiders and media representatives had already gathered in small groups, speaking quietly among themselves."Riverrun keeps a low profile, but their output is incredible, and the quality of their work is the best in the industry right now.""And that designer named Zephyr... Her work stands in a league of its own. All three firms signing today came specifically because of her. I wonder if the rest of us will ever get the chance.""Nobody seems to know whether Zephyr is a man or a woman. They say they'll finally make a public appearance today. I've been looking forward to this.""I've seen their blueprints. The ideas behind them are genuinely extraordinary. Every design breaks new ground and takes pe
Gideon could not find words for what he was feeling. He stumbled out of his office in a daze and made his way to Lucille's old workstation.Standing before the empty desk and chair, he felt a crushing heaviness settle over him.She was such a proud, self-sufficient woman. She had tried so hard to earn his acknowledgment. She had wanted to be recognized, valued, and understood. She had devoted herself to her dreams with relentless determination, leaving almost no room for anything else. She would work late into every night, every day of the year, without weekends or breaks.Every time she finished a design, she would bring it to him with that familiar spark in her eyes, eager to explain the inspiration behind it.Even now, Gideon could still picture those bright, animated eyes whenever she spoke about her work. Yet, he had almost never given her what she wanted.He had stood over every submission with unquestioned authority, dissecting it piece by piece before sending it back. He h
Gideon heard her laugh, and there was no warmth in it.Lucille yanked her wrist free. "Gideon, you don't have to hold anything back. Come at me. Use every card you've got."You want a fight? Fine. I've made my decision, and I'm not scared. Bring it. Whatever you've got, throw it at me."The light
Lucille would give up every comfort, vanity, and shred of dignity without hesitation for Lily. She could be unkempt, exhausted, hollowed out, and unglamorous. None of that mattered compared with her daughter's well-being. None of it came close.By now, Lucille worked the breast pump with the automa
Elaine was Lily's grandmother by blood. Yet Lucille could find nothing in her face, not a flicker of feeling for the child, only cold calculation.For five years in the Prescott household, every cent Lucille spent had come from her own pocket. Gideon had given her a card after the wedding, but Elai
Lucille pressed a hand to her aching lower back. Her whole body trembled, but she smiled coldly.She took two steps forward, then collapsed. Darkness rushed up and swallowed everything.…Gideon took Rayne back to her room.Not long after, his mother, Elaine Greenfeld, arrived with a thermos of







