The question came like a blade.“Ms. Whitmore did Ethan Blackwood really die by accident, or did you benefit from his death?”The press hall went silent.Aria’s breath stalled, just for a second.Cameras zoomed in. Microphones tilted forward like weapons. The words Ethan’s death echoed in her skull, sharp and merciless, dragging memory with it the hospital hallway, the long nights of silence, the grief that never fully left, only learned how to stay quiet.She stood at the podium, spine straight, expression composed. She had faced rumors, sabotage, and betrayal but this was different.This was personal.The journalist stepped forward again, emboldened by the hush. “There are whispers that your rapid rise within Blackwood Holdings coincided quite conveniently with Ethan Blackwood’s passing. Care to explain that timing?”A murmur rippled through the room.Aria opened her mouth.But Damian moved first.He stepped forward, placing himself half a step in front of her not touching her, not
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