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121|Vulnerable Moments

I grabbed the gun hidden under the sideboard, stopped in front of the door, and pressed my ear against it to listen for any sounds or noises inside. Satisfied that there were no other voices, I carefully turned the knob.Darcy's scream was so loud I quickly closed the door. I turned on the lamp above the nightstand and saw that there was no one else in the room besides her. I put the gun in the nightstand drawer and approached her.“Darcy, it was just a dream.” I held the woman's hand and stroked her head. “You're safe here. No one will hurt you.”“Please, don’t kill me. I can’t die. My son needs me,” she sobbed.“You won’t die. You’re safe here,” I repeated.“I want to see Keane. I only want my son. Please give me my child back.” Darcy stopped screaming but wept uncontrollably.My heart ached to see her tears and hear her pleas. That wicked woman was cold and arrogant. I rarely saw her vulnerable. Darcy truly loved her son. What happened earlier affected her not because she was afrai

122|Time to Move

[Darcy]I was evil, but I didn't expect people to retaliate against me in such a cruel way. I knew I deserved to die for some of the crimes I had committed. But why did it have to be someone I had never hurt?I had no problem dying at the hands of David, Heather, and Cullen. I had committed unforgivable crimes against them. But it wasn’t them who sent the hitman to take my life. Must I live in fear forever?Why did these evil people come when I was determined to live a better life? I would have accepted it if they had done it when I was arrogant. I would have gladly died to atone for my sins if no child depended on me for his life and future.I woke up that morning with a hoarse voice. I had no idea what had happened while I was asleep since I couldn’t remember it. I sighed as I looked at the side of the bed. Sinclair slept in my room but didn’t touch me. Then, what happened to my voice?“Where are you going?” Scott asked as he saw me pulling a large suitcase.“Moving,” I replied brie

123|Make No Trouble

Dad looked at his hands on the table. “I don’t deserve a son-in-law as good as Cullen. That boy was devoted to his parents and in-laws, and he treated you well. He even forgave you and took you back after your betrayal.”“You know about that?” I asked after my surprise subsided.“Of course. Cullen discussed it with me because it concerns Bailey’s reputation.” Dad took a deep breath and exhaled slowly.I was indeed foolish. I wasted the best man who ever loved me. In my lifetime, I might never find such love again. But I would make up for it by raising our son well. I wouldn’t die before Keane could stand on his two feet.I wouldn’t let Cullen down. His sacrifices and love for me and Keane wouldn’t be in vain. Even if he couldn’t see my change, I’d keep my promise to him. Our son would grow up to be a good man like his father.“Are you going to sue the egg thief?” Dad asked.“He’s gotten his punishment,” I replied.Dad looked at me intently. “Darcy,” he murmured. My parents knew what

124|Generous Inheritance

Mason placed a folder in front of me. I took it and opened the cover. He wasn't Taylor. I couldn't ask him to summarize the report. So, I read it carefully.I widened my eyes when I saw the total amount of money Cullen had left. I counted the numbers from the back to make sure I hadn't misread them. But the numbers didn't change. Crazy. The nominal inheritance was enormous.“Is this figure correct?” I muttered.“Yes. I requested the income data from the bank under Cullen Channing’s name. He received money from the family company and his own one, as well as from investments and shares in several other companies,” Mason explained.Oh, right! I forgot about those two things. Cullen’s income wasn’t only from the family business and his company. Why did I forget he also had investments and stocks? Oh, my God. It saved me from all my problems. I had more than enough money to pay off my debts and sue Bridget.“Thank you,” I said, overwhelmed with emotion. “What should I do next?”“You can co

125|Protecting a Friend

[Sinclair]The man didn't disappoint me. He and his bodyguards left the gallery and headed for the parking lot. After getting into the car, they drove toward the main road. Neil followed them, keeping a safe distance. I didn't want the man to know I was tailing him.Seeing the route the driver chose, I knew where they were going. My guess was correct when we arrived at a shopping center. The man entered the building and came out with a woman. That was proof that she was the culprit.Poppy Swan must have told her husband about the discovery of the bones. She couldn’t have forgotten where Monica fell. After fifteen years, I could avenge my mother’s death, even if it was for a different crime.“What do we do next, Boss?” Neil asked.“Not us, but Conrad,” I replied. “Return to the office.”I contacted my informant, and he answered on the first ring. “Is everything ready?”“We’re waiting for your orders,” Conrad said.I’d been waiting for the day to come for a long time. I couldn’t wait an

126|Pillow Talk

The room was silent. Darcy didn't say anything after I finished speaking. I turned to look at her. The woman swallowed hard. She approached the bed and sat on the edge. Good. Her face was no longer arrogant."It isn't a marriage, Sinclair. You married me to seek revenge. But it wasn’t me who hurt your brother. You need a psychologist to figure out why you can’t sleep, not me,” she muttered.“If your son needs a mother, it’s not me. For me, my son is only Keane. Dashiell is your son with the woman who gave birth to him. That person isn’t me. I don’t want to share my love.“I can’t live in fear every day. I’ll take Keane home one day. I don’t want to give him a life full of danger. Thank you for giving me a job, a place to live, and protection. But I can take care of myself from today onward,” Darcy explained.I stood up. “You inherited from Cullen and think you own the world. You’re too naive, Darcy.” I approached her. “George and Cullen have protected you from danger all this time. Yo

127|Sharing Burdens

Darcy poured water into a glass and drank it. She put the cup back on the table. “Does that mean you know who did it? They are the sons of influential people. That’s why they can pay the authorities to save them from the clutches of the law,” she guessed.“I should have known something was suspicious about his death. If I hadn’t been so narrow-minded, I could have prevented my mother and father’s deaths,” I said.“Your parents knew your brother better. They’re the ones who know whether his death was suspicious or natural.” Darcy looked at me solemnly. “You’re not to blame. Investigating Tristan’s death is the police’s job. They are the ones neglecting their responsibilities.”I looked at the woman. She was sincere in her words. Investigating my brother’s death was not my responsibility but the police’s. Those words eased my guilt. Wait. Guilt? I didn’t kill my brother. Stephen Kent and Marcel Cooper should be the ones feeling guilty.“I’ve avenged my mother’s death. My father’s death

128|Watching from Afar

[Darcy]I opened my eyes and looked at the ceiling. Even though I was in a familiar room, I was disappointed to wake up there in the morning. I should have been somewhere else, away from this dangerous life.But that jerk wouldn't let me leave his house. He made empty promises about protecting me, but I didn't feel safe around him. His enemies wouldn’t stop bothering me if I stayed with him.I sat up. My body felt so light. The effects of physical intimacy were extraordinary. Even though I had no feelings for Sinclair, I enjoyed our intercourse. I was stunned when I remembered something important: I stopped counting.“Good morning, ma’am,” a maid greeted me.It wasn’t Lionel serving me. He must be with his master. “Good morning.” “Master said you might be at home all day. Is there any particular meal you’d like to enjoy today?” the woman asked politely.“I won’t be having lunch at home,” I answered. “For dinner, I’ll eat whatever the chef prepares.”“Alright,” the woman said.After b

129|New Plans

Cullen said the house belonged to me. The certificate of occupancy was in my name. Therefore, I had the right to do whatever I thought was best for the property. I hadn't checked how many bedrooms and bathrooms were upstairs, but the place would make a good bed and breakfast.The door faced the beach. It was just a few steps from the sand, and people could enjoy many activities there. I passed by the park earlier. Children could play there with other children.The rooms on the ground floor were fully furnished. I was sure the rooms upstairs were the same. Guests would enjoy staying in a place that felt like home. I needed nothing to change. The atmosphere of the house could be an added value.“I’m only the housekeeper. This house belongs to you. You can do whatever you want,” Whitney replied.I nodded. “I’ll take care of everything. Sorry, I forgot to ask. What about your salary? Who pays for the housekeeping and gardening services?”“Cullen provided funds to cover the salary and main

130|Not a Problem

[Sinclair]I read the clause he pointed out. It was only one sentence, but it ruined all the plans I had carefully laid out. Crazy. I sacrificed so much for the handover, and it was all for nothing? I couldn't even get angry at Mason and his team over such a minor detail."I'm sorry I didn't find it sooner. I admit I was wrong for not reading the agreement carefully. I’ll do everything I can to ensure the transfer of ownership of SW Group doesn’t get delayed too long,” Mason said.“I’m at fault as well. I knew about that requirement, but I forgot it. I even chose someone who isn’t a resident of this city to be the new owner.” I closed the file. “Have a sit. I’ll contact Giovanni.”“No need.” Someone opened the meeting room door. “I’m here.”I turned to Giovanni. He was smiling broadly at the doorway. I stood up and shook his hand. “We have a problem.”“I’d be lying if I said I was surprised,” he said casually.I turned to Mason. The man understood my meaning and approached Giovanni. “T

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