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Was Stephen hinting that the two items Sadie stumbled upon were part of a setup?Madeline thought back to how Sadie had casually perused the market stalls and everything clicked. She had not really been choosing at all.That explained it.Madeline gave Hector a sly look. "Mr. Ferguson was a stand-up guy like the rest of us, but you, Hector Ferguson, I suppose... "Hector's face flushed a deep red. "What's it to you? In battle, anything goes!"Stephen's voice was icy. "You pulled out all the stops and still came up short."Willa snorted with laughter, which only made Hector glare at her harder.Scared, Willa bolted. "I'm off to make some coffee!"Madeline's gaze remained focused on Hector. "Mr. Hector Ferguson, you've lost. You know the deal. Stay out of Lydia's life and you don't get to see her again."So, that was the bet Madeline had made.Trevon and Stephen both looked down, their faces clouded.Hector was seething as he bit back his words.Madeline raised an eyebrow. "W

The buzz from the live stream was lighting up the internet.The moment Raphael's painting hit the screen and Jay slapped down a whopping 12 million dollar bid, the live stream shot up to the top of the trending charts.Yancy, video in hand, rushed into Cilix's office. "Mr. Sanders, you've got to see this."Cilix looked weary.The Lowe Clan village mess had only popped up a couple of days ago, and he was already feeling beat.Yancy even asked him to watch a video, which clearly annoyed him. Should they not be focusing all their efforts on finding Jared?Despite his irritation, Cilix took the tablet and gave it a look.The live stream played, and there was Jared, the guy he had been trying to track down with no luck, looking friendly and ordinary next to Madeline.They were deep in conversation with big smiles.By the end, Jared's eyes were full of respect for Madeline.Jay, the big-shot president of the Redenbaugh City Chamber of Commerce, was the very guy Cilix had been tryin

Cilix spun around to see Madeline, hand on her stomach, coming from the other end of the hallway, a sneer plastered on her face.Next to her stood Trevon, his face icy.Cilix's forehead creased with worry. "You turned down Mr. Wafford in front of everyone. Don't you see anything wrong with that? Is this the kind of manners you were taught?"What did your mom use to tell you? Sure, you're young, and it's forgivable that you didn't think this through. As your dad, it's up to me to sort these things out for you."Madeline stared at his two-faced grin, Hoyt's words echoing in her head.How dare he stand there and lecture her with such high and mighty talk?She used to think his favoritism was because of Skylar.That the tiny bit of fatherly affection he had could not reach her.Then, she got it. It had nothing to do with Skylar.From the get-go, the one who was truly selfish and unfeeling was Cilix. Without Skylar, without the Lowes, there would just be another family like the Zwi

Madeline's heart skipped a beat. She had not expected to stumble upon such a bombshell, and it was too late to sneak away unnoticed. The sound of the balcony door swinging open made the two people next to her jump. They clammed up and turned to look at her all at once. Madeline saw it was the girl who had been singing earlier and Stephen. She gave an embarrassed grin and mustered up the courage to say, "Hello, Mr. Ferguson. Good evening. I should probably get going... You guys chat." Madeline was about to retreat and close the door behind her when Stephen, with a resigned smile, stopped her, "Hold on." Madeline peeked out from the door's edge. Stephen, with a furrowed brow, asked, "What brings you here?"He had canceled the dinner to keep her from getting too tired, and there she was at an even more exhausting party.Madeline offered a sheepish smile and explained, "Well... I heard the bluefin tuna here was out of this world, so I thought I'd give it a try." Stephen's exp

Madeline knew better than to push further.However, to her surprise, Yvonne spun around and hurried back, sniffling as she confessed, "I've got a concert in two days. I can't afford to get sick."Madeline was at a loss for words."I'm freezing," Yvonne whimpered.Madeline was speechless again.Luckily, before Madeline could react, Stephen appeared with a thick coat in hand—Yvonne's coat.Once bundled up, Yvonne's warmth returned, and she grudgingly mumbled her thanks while still avoiding eye contact with Stephen.Stephen, a bit helpless, offered, "Come on. I'll drive you home."Yvonne hummed, not objecting, but her eyes darted between Madeline and Stephen, clearly trying to figure out what was going on between them.Why was he so attentive to a woman who was expecting?She had not caught wind of Stephen tying the knot.Then, there was Trevon.Why on earth had Trevon sent her an invite?It was all a big mess. She just could not wrap her head around it.Even after hopping i