(Never yours to own)Third person's POV Mr. Astor Sinclair had returned home earlier than usual that evening, his mind heavy with the weight of business concerns and family complications. The mansion felt quieter than normal as he walked through the hallway, his footsteps echoing in the spacious corridors.He found Viviana, the housekeeper, standing just outside Avery's bedroom door with fresh towels in her arms. Her weathered face looked troubled, the kind of expression that came from years of witnessing family dramas unfold in expensive houses."Viviana," he called softly, not wanting to startle her. "Has Avery returned yet?"The older woman turned toward him, shaking her gray head. "No, sir. She left this morning for her meeting and hasn't come back. I prepared dinner, but..." She gestured helplessly toward the empty room.Mr. Astor nodded, though concern was already building in his chest. The board meeting should have ended hours ago. Where was she?His phone rang suddenly, the
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