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Chapter 99

The first rule of power was simple. Control the board. The second rule was more complicated. Control the people watching the game. But there was one group of people no amount of influence could completely control. Family. Especially mothers. Thompson Holdings Late Afternoon The city skyline glowed under the fading gold of the afternoon sun when my phone vibrated across the glass surface of my desk. I glanced at the screen. And sighed. Mom. Jasmine Thompson didn’t call during business hours unless something had already been decided. Which meant this wasn’t a casual conversation. I leaned back in my chair and answered. “Hello, Mom.” Her voice came immediately warm, elegant, but carrying the unmistakable authority that had helped build the Thompson empire beside my father. “Ezekiel.” There was a pause. The kind of pause that meant she was measuring her next words carefully. “How are you?” “Busy,” I replied. “You’re always busy.” “Because I run companies.” “And yet

Chapter 100

The Thompson estate had hosted presidents, billionaires, and royalty. But tonight, it felt like a battlefield. And I had brought the one woman who could destroy every wall I had ever built. Amethyst Laurent. I glanced at her as the car slowed before the towering gates of my family home. She sat beside me in the back seat of the black Bentley, elegant and composed as always. Her midnight-blue dress hugged her figure perfectly, the silk catching the faint glow of the streetlights. She looked calm. Too calm. “Still time to run,” I muttered. Her lips curved into a small smile. “From your parents? Please.” She tilted her head. “I’ve dealt with investors who tried to steal my company. I think I can survive dinner.” I chuckled under my breath. God, I loved that about her. Fearless. But my mother was another story. The gates opened slowly. The estate came into view sprawling gardens, fountains glowing under golden lights, and the massive ancestral mansion that had been in my f

Chapter 101

AMETHYST POV The night after that dinner with Ezekiel’s parents lingered in my mind longer than I expected. Not because of the mansion. Not because of the luxurious table or the elegant chandeliers hanging above us like frozen stars. But because of his mother. “You really don’t have a relationship… but the two of you have slept together?” The memory alone made my cheeks warm even now. I shook my head slightly as I stepped out of the black car that dropped me in front of my flagship restaurant. Three. Long. Exhausting. Months. And in those months, my life had been swallowed whole by work. The Restaurant Empire The moment I pushed the glass doors open, the familiar scent of herbs, grilled meat, and fresh bread wrapped around me. Normally, that smell comforted me. It was the smell of everything I had built. Everything I had fought for. My restaurants weren’t inherited. They weren’t gifts. They were the result of sleepless nights, rejected loan applications, burnt dish

Chapter 102

Sunlight stretched through the glass windows of my condo, painting geometric patterns across the polished floors. The hum of the city below reminded me of life moving forward, indifferent to personal upheavals. Yet inside, an unsettling quiet pressed against me, heavier than any early morning exhaustion or the stress of managing three thriving restaurants. I pressed my palm to the kitchen counter, steadying myself as a sudden wave of dizziness made the room tilt. My stomach churned faintly, and I had to close my eyes for a moment. This was unlike the fatigue I was accustomed to, it carried a foreign weight, a sense that something fundamental within me was shifting. For months, my body had been sending subtle signals I chose to ignore. Morning queasiness that lingered despite breakfast. Aversion to certain aromas freshly baked bread, strong coffee, even herbs from my balcony garden. Moments of lightheadedness during crucial tastings or supplier meetings, which I rationalized as

Chapter 103

The next day, my office felt strangely quiet for lunchtime. Normally, the hum of keyboards, the ringing phones, and the subtle scent of brewing coffee created a familiar rhythm, a background to my daily life. But today, the quiet was different almost too still, like the calm before a storm. I was leaning over my laptop, reviewing invoices, and double-checking the inventory for the upcoming week. My hands moved automatically, but my mind kept drifting. The last seven days had been… unsettling. A dull nausea in the mornings, a fleeting dizziness after lunch, a subtle queasiness that lingered longer than I expected. At first, I dismissed it. Work stress, lack of sleep, or maybe something I ate. But the reality had started to sink in gradually, like the first drop of rain before a storm. My body was giving me signals I couldn’t fully understand. Signals I couldn’t afford to ignore. I adjusted in my chair, pressing a hand lightly against my abdomen. The wave of discomfort I felt tod

Chapter 104

EZEKIEL POV Something was wrong with Amethyst. I knew it the moment I walked into her office. Most people wouldn’t notice the difference. To anyone else she probably looked the same sitting behind her desk, posture straight, attention focused on the laptop in front of her, fingers moving efficiently across the keyboard as she reviewed documents. Professional. Controlled. Composed. But I had been watching her long enough to recognize the smallest shifts in her behavior. And today something was different. Subtle. But unmistakable. The light from the tall windows behind her spilled across the office floor, casting a soft glow around her desk. The quiet hum of the air conditioner filled the silence, along with the faint clicking of her keyboard. She didn’t look up immediately when I entered. That alone was unusual. Normally Amethyst noticed everything around her. Every movement. Every sound. Every person stepping into the room. Today she seemed… distracted. Or exhausted. Ma

Chapter 105

The next day, I arrived at Amethyst’s restaurant earlier than usual. The place had already become familiar to me. The elegant glass doors, the scent of freshly baked bread drifting through the air, the quiet hum of conversations between customers everything about it carried her presence. Her standards were everywhere. Precise. Refined. Controlled. Just like her. But today, something felt different. As soon as I stepped inside, several staff members greeted me with polite smiles. Unlike the first time I came here months ago, no one looked surprised to see me anymore. They knew who I was. More importantly, they knew what I meant to their boss even if Amethyst herself refused to define it. I walked past the dining area and toward the corridor leading to the private office section where her workspace was located. I expected to see her. Expected the familiar sight of her sitting behind that desk, her long hair falling over one shoulder while she reviewed documents or

Chapter 106

AMETHYST POV The silence inside my condo felt heavier than the walls themselves. Ezekiel was still standing near the living room, his tall figure almost dominating the entire space. His sharp gaze remained fixed on me, studying every small movement as if he could peel away every lie I tried to hide. I wiped my mouth with a tissue, my hands trembling slightly. This was exactly what I had been trying to avoid. For days I had carefully hidden the truth. I had convinced myself that if I stayed quiet, if I kept the secret locked inside my chest, then nothing would change. But Ezekiel Thompson was not a man who easily ignored something that bothered him. And right now, he was clearly bothered. “You’re not telling me something.” His voice was calm, but there was a firmness beneath it that made my stomach twist. I forced a small breath through my lips. “I told you already,” I replied quietly. “I’m just sick.” But the moment the words left my mouth, I knew he didn’t bel

Chapter 107

EZEKIEL POV I didn’t know what I was supposed to feel. That was the first thought that echoed in my mind after Amethyst admitted the truth. I’m pregnant. Those two words kept replaying over and over again in my head like a broken record. Pregnant. With my child. I had faced boardroom battles worth billions. I had handled hostile negotiations, corporate takeovers, and international crises without hesitation. But this? This was something else entirely. Because nothing in my life had ever prepared me for the moment someone would look me in the eye and calmly say they were carrying my child. And the worst part? She had planned to keep it from me. I stared at her across the living room, trying to process everything. Amethyst stood near the couch, arms folded across her chest in that familiar defensive posture she always used whenever she felt cornered. Her chin was lifted slightly. Her eyes stubborn. That same expression that had driven me crazy from the

Chapter 108

EZEKIEL POV Amethyst was furious. I could see it clearly in the way her shoulders stiffened and the way she glared at me after I finished the call with her manager. For several seconds, she didn’t say anything. She simply stared at me as if she was trying to decide whether to throw something at my head. “You had no right to do that,” she said finally. Her voice was quiet, but the anger beneath it was unmistakable. I remained calm. “Your manager understands the situation.” “You didn’t even explain the situation!” “I told him you needed time to rest.” “That’s not the point.” “It is the point.” Her hands clenched at her sides. “You went behind my back.” “I protected you.” “I didn’t ask for protection.” “You don’t have to ask.” Her breathing grew heavier, and I knew she was reaching the end of her patience. “Unbelievable,” she muttered. Then suddenly she turned away from me. Without another word, she walked quickly toward the bathroom. The door slammed shut behind he

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