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Anathea was the first to look away. She turned to head back upstairs."Mrs. Sinclair!" Martin called after her in a hurry.She stopped in her tracks. "What is it?""Uh… I've got something urgent to deal with. Would you mind helping Mr. Sinclair with his wound in the meantime?" Martin stepped in front of her, looking genuinely anxious.Anathea's mouth twitched. Did he really think she couldn't see through this terrible acting and that flimsy excuse?But Martin stayed committed to the act. He met her skeptical gaze with a straight face and pleaded sincerely, "Please? I'll be back really soon.""No—"Anathea didn't even get to finish her refusal before Martin stuffed the medical supplies into her hands and took off like the wind."Hey!""Thank you, Mrs. Sinclair!"Martin disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if the wind had swept him away.Frowning, Anathea looked over at Gregory. He hadn't taken his eyes off her. Casually, he ran his fingers along the edge of his mouth, then

Gregory took advantage of the brief moment when Anathea's anger subsided to explain everything, including how he'd discovered that her car accident years ago was tied to the Watson family and how Roy had ties to them as well.That was why he'd zeroed in on Roy.Martin, watching his usually aloof boss anxiously trying to explain himself, couldn't help thinking that Louie would probably tear up if he were here.Because Gregory was finally explaining himself. It was practically a once-in-a-lifetime event."I never meant to look into you. I was just digging into what happened back then," Gregory said honestly."But you're the one who put my dad behind bars." Anathea watched him with a hint of scrutiny in her eyes. "So why are you suddenly investigating the case now?"Why was he reopening the case when he already had an answer? Did it mean he'd been wrong back then? Or had he done it on purpose all along? Even without solid proof of Adam's guilt, had he still used his power to send Ad

"What's wrong?" Gregory's low chuckle came from just ahead.Anathea looked up and realized he'd leaned in just to hang his apron back on the hook behind her. And here she was, thinking…"Nothing," she said stiffly as she turned her head away.The next second, Gregory gently took her chin and turned her face back toward him. Before she could react, he pressed a soft peck to her lips."Morning." Smiling, he slid her plate of breakfast in front of her. "Eat while it's hot. We'll head out right after."Anathea opened her mouth like she wanted to say something, but in the end, she just quietly started eating.After breakfast, they drove toward Roy's house.The sky had turned gray again, and a light rain began to fall.When they arrived at the location, Gregory got out with an umbrella in hand and circled around to open her door. Offering his hand, he said, "Watch your step."Anathea opened her own umbrella and walked toward Roy's house.Martin took the lead, knocking on the door.

"Someone, please help!" Anathea's voice cracked as she shouted. Tears fell one after another.Her fingers trembled as she stroked Gregory's face, which was quickly losing warmth. Her chest ached like it was being torn in two. "Gregory, you said you wouldn't fall asleep. Come on, open your eyes. Wake up!"But the only answer she got was silence.The last traces of oxygen were vanishing. Dizziness crept in again. This time, Anathea laid her head against Gregory's chest with her arms wrapped tightly around him.Maybe it was her life flashing before her eyes, but in that moment, memories with Gregory started playing in her mind.Though it had been painful at first, Gregory had mended the wounds in her heart little by little.He'd used everything he had—even his life—to make things right.He'd asked Anathea if she still had feelings for him.The truth was that she already knew the answer in those few seconds of silence.Yes, she always had.But she couldn't bring herself to answer

Eleanor's eyes lit up instantly. She pulled the man beside her forward. "Greet your grandpa.""Grandpa," the young man said.Lennox narrowed his eyes, taking a good long look at him. "What's your full name?""It's Thomas Morgenstein, Grandpa."Eleanor looked at Lennox, nervously twisting her fingers."From now on, your name is Thomas Sinclair." Lennox nodded.As soon as he said that, a smile finally spread across Eleanor's face.After leading Thomas out of the private chapel, she gave his shoulder an approving pat. "You did well this time."The fact that he'd followed Lennox's orders and gone to Cloudbrook to eliminate Roy meant he wasn't completely useless after all."I'm impressed."But Thomas brushed her hand off. "I'm just taking back what was mine to begin with. Don't flatter yourself. It's got nothing to do with you."Eleanor was stunned for a second, but her smile never faltered. "If you manage to bring Gregory down, your grandpa will make you the new head of the Sinc