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Chapter 101

ABIGAIL'S POVThe document didn’t say death.That was the first thing that tipped me off.I’d been staring at my mother’s trust file for almost an hour, the cursor blinking patiently at the bottom of the screen like it was waiting for me to catch up. My eyes kept skimming the same line over and over again.Activation clause: live-birth verification.Not inheritance.Not probate.Birth.My throat went dry.I scrolled back up, fingers stiff, heart starting to beat a little faster. The trust hadn’t dissolved when my mother died. It became an abomination, I didn't find a single soul to trust so I kept most of it to myself.“No,” I whispered, even though the room was empty. “This whole thing is just so confusing. One minute I'm getting somewhere and the next minute I'm stuck in this illusion.”The timestamp on the reactivation date burned into my vision.The day my pregnancy was confirmed.I leaned back in the chair slowly, like if I moved too fast something inside me would snap. The room

Chapter 102

ABIGAIL'S POVI didn’t sleep the night before I met him. I stayed up all night drafting my next plan carefully and ruling out any loopholes.I sat at the dining table with two legal pads in front of me, the house dark except for the lamp over my shoulder. One pad was marked RICHARDSON — HOSTILE. The other said RICHARDSON — ALLY.If he was my enemy, I would never confront him directly. I would find a way to turn his gang against him and make him regret double crossing me. I would make him spend resources reacting to me instead of controlling the board. I already knew few tricks and maybe this would be the perfect opportunity to use them.If he was doing all this to protect Tristan, then maybe we have a serious discussion about making joint decisions. He can't just stand up when he likes and disappear with my son. But then I doubted that was the case, Richardson was a desperate man and I know very well what desperate people can do I stared at the second page longer than the first.I did

Chapter 103

RICHARDSON'S POV I knew she’d gone public before Elara said a word.The house felt different that morning. Everything felt so unreal or maybe my mind was playing cruel games on me. I was standing in the corridor outside Tristan’s room, hand resting against the wall panel that hid the biometric reader, when my secure line vibrated once in my pocket.One vibration. Elara’s signal.I didn’t answer it yet.Tristan was awake. I could hear him through the door, he was making this very addictive soft sound that I enjoyed hearing. He made it when he was hovering between sleep and wanting. I opened the door quietly, easing myself inside as the lights adjusted to low amber.“Hey,” I murmured.He lay on his back in the crib, fists clenched near his cheeks, dark lashes too long for any child born into this world. Abigail’s lashes. Her mouth too, the way it tilted slightly, like it was always considering an argument.I reached in, let him curl his fingers around mine.That was when the second vi

Chapter 104

ABIGAIL'S POVThe audit came three days after the foundation launch.Three.I was still sleeping on the edge of the bed, still waking up reaching for a baby that wasn’t there, still measuring my time by pumping schedules and painkillers I refused to take when Avion walked into the living room with her tablet pressed tight to her chest.Her face told me everything before she even spoke.“They’ve opened a full financial and compliance audit,” she said.I stared at her.“What do you mean opened,” I asked slowly. “We haven’t even received the first donation report.”Avion set the tablet down on the table, turned it so I could see the email stamped with half a dozen regulatory seals.“I mean they fast-tracked it,” she said. “Emergency oversight clause. They’re citing potential bio-heritage exposure.”My fingers curled against my thigh.“That doesn’t even make sense,” I said. “We’re not a biotech foundation.”Avion exhaled sharply.“No,” she said. “But your body is.”The room felt smaller a

Chapter 105

ABIGAIL'S POVThe package didn’t have a return address.That was the first thing I noticed.It sat on the kitchen counter like it has been there for a long while, plain brown paper, no logo, no courier slip. Just my name written in thick black marker, the letters uneven, as though whoever wrote them had pressed too hard.Abigail.I stood across from it for a long moment, my arms wrapped around myself, the house too quiet. “Don’t,” I whispered to myself.But my hands had already moved.Inside the package was a single sheet of paper, folded once. No note. No explanation.Just a drawing.My breath left me in a sharp, broken exhale.It was done in crayon. Bold lines. Messy edges. A child’s certainty in every stroke.A woman stood at the center of the page, her arms raised. Blue and yellow zigzags burst from her hands, stretching outward like lightning.Behind her stood two children. One taller. One smaller. Both drawn close to her back, like they were hiding and standing tall at the same

Chapter 106

ABIGAIL'S POVThe hospital called three days later.I was in my office, staring at the wall instead of the screen, when my phone vibrated across the desk. I didn’t pick it up immediately, because I was afraid of what the news might be and if I would survive.“Miss Abigial,” the doctor said when I finally answered. His voice was calm, measured. Professional. “We called to let you know that Alexander is responding to treatment.”I closed my eyes.“Oh my goodness, thank God,” I whispered.“He’s stable,” he continued. “Although he's still in critical condition, he's conscious intermittently. His vitals are improving.”My hand flew to my mouth. I tasted salt before I realized I was crying.“Can I see him?” I asked.“Not yet,” he said gently. “But soon you will be allowed to see him under the supervision of a police officer.”When the call ended, I sat there for a long time, my forehead resting against the cool glass of the window. Below me, the city kept moving.Alexander was alive.It did

Chapter 107

RICHARDSON'S POVThe meeting took place underground.A decommissioned transit terminal beneath the city, stripped of signage, stripped of time. I arrived alone.The Greene intermediary was seated when I entered. Mid-forties. Trim suit. No visible weapon. No visible nerves either which told me everything I needed to know.He didn’t stand.“Richardson Vale,” he said, like he was tasting the name. “You’re later than expected.”“I like to arrive after I'm sure everything is safe, pardon my lateness,” I replied, pulling out the chair across from him.He smiled thinly. “Then you already know this room can quickly turn unsafe if you don't watch it.”I sat anyway, waiting for him to initiate the conversation but he also sat quietly. He wanted me to say something first but the. I didn't.Finally, he slid a thin tablet across the table. I didn’t touch it.“Your son,” he said casually. “Tristan.”My jaw tightened. Just a fraction.“He’s classified,” the man continued. “Prime Continuity. Rare. V

Chapter 108

FIONA'S POVBy the time my laptop was low, it was already dark outside.I didn’t notice at first. I was too deep in the pattern. I had dedicated today to just search and figure out who was the culprit that had always sold us to the others.There has been a lot of clean extractions. Metadata leaks. Time-stamped access that never triggered alerts because it was buried inside permitted activity. Whoever it was knew our internal rhythms and knew when audits ran, they knew exactly when to get the job done and not get caugh.I ran the trace again.The cursor blinked. Then a name appeared.Lydia Marris. Junior analyst. Twenty-six. Hired six months ago. Clean record. Quiet. Pregnant.My stomach dropped.“What the fuck,” I whispered. “How could she do this…”I pulled her profile. And holy shit, she was truly the one I had suspected. I couldn't even believe what was infront of me. She was low-level. She shouldn’t have had access to anything sensitive enough to do this kind of damage.Except,

Chapter 109

ABIGAIL'S POVThe first thing I noticed was the silence.My studio door was open.I stopped in the hallway, my hand tightening around the strap of my bag. My pulse thudded once, heavy and loud, like my body was trying to warn me before my mind caught up. I had locked it that morning. I remembered the click. I remembered turning back just to check the handle, because lately I didn’t trust memory anymore.“Hello?” I called.The word fell flat, swallowed by the room.I stepped inside.The air felt disturbed, as if it hadn’t settled since someone else had left. There was a faint sharp smelland beneath it the familiar scent of turpentine and old paper that usually calmed me. That day it made my chest tighten.The studio wasn't real scattered.That was what scared me. It was almost right.My desk chair was angled away from the window. I never did that. The cabinet beside the easel was closed, but the lock was twisted slightly, like it had been forced and then fixed. Canvases leaned against

Chapter 110

RICHARDSON'S POVI still couldn’t believe she had the audacity to come back here after the last time.Joselyn was a smart woman, so I knew very well that she knew what she was doing at this point. She had done her calculations and was certain this was the perfect time to come torment me.She simply appeared in my house like she owned the air I breathed and worse, my men let her. Usually they don't second guess my order but now I knew that was not the case, the could see well for themselves that I was losing control.That alone should’ve told me how badly things had shifted.I woke up because I felt it. That instinctive prickle at the base of my skull, the kind that had kept me alive for decades. The room was too quiet. No movement outside the door. Not even the boots of my men pacing the hall.I opened my eyes.She was standing at the foot of my bed.Just staring at me like a damn demon.Her silhouette cut into the dim light like something summoned from a bad dream, hair loose, lips c

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