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Eric clearly hadn’t expected to run into Nora here. The cool composure on his face cracked for a split second.“Nora… what are you doing here?”Her own heart skipped. Guilt pricked at her—like an employee who had gone out of his way to help, only to be repaid with suspicion.“I came with—”Before she could finish, Gillian jabbed a finger at her, eyes blazing.“So that’s it! You say you don’t love me, Eric, but the one you like is her, isn’t it?”Nora froze. Her scalp prickled. She was in no position to get dragged into this mess.“Miss Lawson, you’ve misunderstood. I just happened to walk by. I didn’t mean to overhear anything. I’ll go.”She tried to signal Eric to smooth things over. But to Gillian’s eyes, that look was nothing but flirtation in plain sight.“Nora, running off like that only makes you look guilty! You already have Mr. Luther—why are you trying to steal Eric too? Sneaking around behind your husband’s back—you’re not afraid of karma catching up to you?”Nora’s

Nora had half-expected the Lawsons to come after her once the scene in the garden spread, but to her surprise the night passed without incident. What she did notice, however, was Travis’s stony expression. From the moment they left the garden until the banquet ended, he never once dropped that cold mask.She ignored it. This was his world, not hers. She knew there was no way to call a cab at a private estate like this, so she quietly followed him into the car.Maybe it was the sleepless night before, or maybe it was the soft hum of the engine, but before long the gentle rocking had her eyelids growing heavy. She drifted into a light doze.The air inside the car was thick with tension. Even Henry, sitting stiffly in the driver’s seat, could feel the pressure radiating from his boss. He snuck a look at Nora through the rearview mirror, trying to signal her to say something, anything, to ease the mood.“Eyes on the road.”Travis’s voice cut through the silence, calm but sharp.Henry

“Travis, you two are already divorced. The more you flaunt this, the more people will say our family has no morals,” Susan said, her voice heavy with warning.She had never wanted Nora in the Luther household to begin with. It was only the old matriarch’s insistence—and her husband’s blind obedience—that had forced her to accept Nora back then. Now that the marriage was over, she wanted nothing more than to cut ties completely, to erase the stain Nora had left on their family’s name.Travis came down the stairs at a measured pace, his expression unreadable. “If anyone dares gossip in front of you, send them to me,” he said coldly.Susan’s brows pinched together. Was her son out of his mind?Lily’s stomach tightened. Something was off. Travis had never cared about Nora before. Why was he suddenly defending her now?“Come on, Nora,” Lily chimed in sweetly, trying to stir the pot. “Why don’t you say something? Tell Auntie and Travis not to fight over you.”It was bait, pure and si

At Luther Corp.Nora arrived right on time, only to realize that this meeting had drawn nearly all of the company’s senior executives. The conference room was filled with unfamiliar faces.Travis wasn’t there yet.The moment they noticed her, several people exchanged glances, then looked toward Henry.“Good afternoon, Ms. Yates.”Henry greeted her first.The others quickly followed his lead.Nora responded with a polite smile.Before long, Travis entered in full business attire, accompanied by an elderly man with snow-white hair and sharp, commanding eyes.Nora’s breath caught. It was Mr. Merlin—the renowned designer who had dominated four consecutive fashion weeks.If only one day she could reach that level.“Ms. Yates,” Merlin said warmly, bypassing several people to speak with her directly. “I’ve had the pleasure of seeing two of your most talked-about pieces. I admire your style very much. I only just learned from Mr. Luther that you’ll be part of this collaboration. I’m

Inside Greenridge Mountain.Nora and Merlin crouched at the mouth of the cave, watching the sheets of rain hammer down. A damp chill seeped into their bones.“Mr. Merlin, it’s getting worse. We can’t stay here any longer.”Her instincts screamed at her to leave—now.Merlin’s expression tightened. “You’re right. I’ll call the driver.”Nora pulled out her phone to check the forecast, only to find she had no signal. Merlin discovered the same thing, his face darkening further.“No reception. This spot’s too low. We need to head higher.”Nora had just nodded when her gaze froze. Her voice shook. “Mr. Merlin…”He whipped around. His face went rigid.The flat ground where they had been standing moments ago was now flanked by two torrents of water mixed with mud, rushing downhill with terrifying speed. Stones and sand were swept away in an instant.Worse, the forest behind them roared with the sound of crashing trees and boulders smashing together.“Nora, move!”Merlin grabbed he