Evelyn didn't expect to find Alexander's grandmother, Celeste Drake, waiting for her in the sunroom of the townhouse that morning. The older woman sat perfectly composed, her posture regal despite the soft light slanting across the pale furniture. A tea tray sat untouched on the table beside her, the porcelain glinting."Mrs. Drake..." Evelyn started, only for Celeste to raise a delicate, commanding hand."Please. You are family now, Evelyn. Call me Celeste." Her voice held warmth, but also the steel edge of someone used to authority.Evelyn blinked, surprised. "I... thank you."Celeste gestured to the seat across from her. "Sit. We have much to discuss. And I would prefer to have this conversation before the boardroom gets wind of the truth."Evelyn sat carefully, smoothing the hem of her skirt. Her heart pounded, unsure of what exactly Celeste knew but she suspected it was everything.Celeste studied her for a long, silent moment. "You married my grandson."It wasn't a question. Eve
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