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Chapter 121

But Jessica and Megan were not giving up. They were sitting in the library, looking at a fashion magazine."Look at this," Jessica said, pointing to a photo of Valentina Ashford. "She is the wife of that rich CEO, Lucas Ashford. Everyone says they are the perfect couple, but look at her face. She looks miserable.""I heard a rumor," Megan whispered, leaning in. "I heard that Lucas Ashford had a secret wife before Valentina. A girl from a poor background. I bet that girl is Naomi. Think about it! Naomi has a son who looks just like a rich kid. She has a lot of secrets. It fits perfectly!""If that is true," Jessica said, her eyes turning mean. "Then Naomi is not a 'National Artist.' She is just a woman who got kicked out of a mansion. We should find proof. If we find proof, we can show everyone that she is a fraud."They started searching on the internet. They looked for old photos of Lucas Ashford. They looked for any mention of a secret wedding. They were like two hungry dogs looking

Chapter 122

The Ashford Mansion was very quiet in the morning, but the city outside was loud. Everywhere you looked—on the big screens in the streets, on the sides of buses, and in the windows of the Ashford office buildings—there was a face. It was a beautiful face with kind eyes and a strong chin.It was Naomi.The company had made a big decision. They wanted to show the world that they cared about real talent. They chose Naomi’s drawing, "The Truth," to be the face of their new global brand. Her picture was now in the United States, in Europe, and all over the world. She was being called the best young artist in the country.Inside the mansion, Valentina was finally standing on her own two feet. Her cast was gone, and she was wearing expensive high heels again. Her father, Victor, had told her she must go to the office every day with Lucas. He wanted her to watch the money. He wanted her to make sure Lucas didn't try to run away."Get in the car, Lucas," Valentina said, her voice sharp. "We ar

Chapter 123

Naomi felt a tiny bit of guilt, but she knew she couldn't stay for him. Her wings were finally grown, and she had to fly.Inside the mansion, Valentina was sitting in her room, throwing her jewelry at the mirror. Clink! Sparkle! Smash!"She is going to London!" Valentina screamed at her father, Victor, who was sitting in a chair nearby. "She is going to live in a fancy apartment with her brat! And Lucas is here, staring at her picture every day! Do something, Father!"Victor looked at his daughter. He was starting to get tired of her screaming. "There is nothing I can do, Valentina. She has international protection now. The media loves her. If we touch her now, the police will come straight to us. We have to let her go.""I won't let her go!" Valentina shouted. "I will follow her! I will find a way to ruin her in London too!""You will stay here and be a wife," Victor said, his voice cold. "If you leave, Lucas will definitely leave you. Stay here. Keep the ring on your finger. Let he

Chapter 124

Naomi’s POVThe first thing I noticed when I opened my eyes was the silence.Not the quiet kind of silence from the mountain. That one was soft and calm, like a mother’s hand on your head. This one was different. It felt… strange. Heavy. Like the air was waiting for something.I blinked slowly and looked around.The room was big. Bigger than any room I had ever slept in before. The ceiling was high, painted white like fresh milk. The curtains were long and cream, moving gently with the wind from the window.For a moment, I forgot where I was.Then it came back.London.We were in London.I sat up slowly, my heart beating fast. The bed was soft under me, too soft. It felt like I would sink into it if I stayed too long.I turned my head quickly.“Leo?”My voice came out low, almost scared.Then I saw him.He was curled up beside me, holding the edge of my dress like always. His small chest was rising and falling slowly. His lips were slightly open.Sleeping.Safe.I let out a long breat

Chapter 125

Naomi’s POVThe second day felt harder than the first.I don’t know why.Maybe because the excitement from yesterday was gone.Yesterday, everything felt new and bright. I didn’t have time to think too much. I was just moving… just trying to keep up.But today…My mind was full.Full of thoughts.Full of memories.Full of quiet fear.I woke up early before Martha and Leo. The room was still dark, but I couldn’t sleep anymore.I sat up slowly and looked at Leo.He was sleeping on his back this time, one hand above his head. His small fingers moved a little, like he was dreaming.I smiled.“What are you dreaming about?” I whispered.I leaned closer and kissed his forehead.He didn’t wake up.Good.He needed rest.After everything he had been through… he deserved peace.I stood up quietly and walked to the window.London was already awake.Cars moving.People walking fast.No one waiting.No one slowing down.This city didn’t care about your feelings.It just moved.I wrapped my arms aro

CHAPTER 126

Evelyn’s POVThe morning felt too quiet.Not the peaceful kind of quiet. No. This one felt heavy… like something was coming.I sat in the living room with a cup of tea in my hand, but I wasn’t drinking it. The tea had gone cold a long time ago.My eyes were on the television.The news was playing.At first, it was just business talk. Stocks. Companies. Numbers.Then suddenly… I saw it.A picture of my son.Lucas Ashford.And beside him… Valentina.My fingers tightened around the cup.“Turn up the volume,” I said sharply.The maid quickly picked up the remote.“Yes, madam.”The sound filled the room.“…the Ashford family continues to dominate the business world,” the reporter said with a smile. “However, many are beginning to ask questions about the future of the family—especially the issue of an heir.”My heart skipped.I leaned forward slowly.The reporter continued.“It has been quite some time since the marriage of Lucas Ashford and his wife, Valentina Rossi. Yet, there has been no

Chapter 127

Evelyn’s POVDinner that night did not feel like dinner.It felt like a meeting.A cold one.The table was long, polished, perfect like always. The food was expensive, well prepared, arranged beautifully. Anyone looking from outside would think this family had everything.But sitting there… I could feel it.Something was wrong.The air itself felt tight.Lucas was already seated, his expression calm as usual, but I have lived long enough to know when calm is not peace. His silence these days was not normal. It was heavy, like a man carrying something he refuses to drop.Valentina walked in a few minutes later. She looked beautiful, as always, dressed in a fitted gown, her hair perfectly done. But her face… her face was different.There was tension in it.She sat beside Lucas without looking at him.That alone said a lot.“Let’s eat,” I said, trying to keep my voice steady.The maids began to serve the food.For a few minutes, there was nothing but the sound of cutlery touching plates.

Chapter 128

Lucas’s POVThe dining table was still full of food.No one touched it again after Valentina stormed out.The sound of her heels hitting the floor was still ringing in my head even after she left. My mother sat quietly, but I could see it in her eyes… she was not sorry for what she said. Charlotte was pretending to scroll through her phone, but she kept looking at me from time to time.And me?I just sat there.I didn’t move.I didn’t speak.I felt… empty.Not angry.Not sad.Just empty.Like something inside me had already died a long time ago.“Lucas…” my mother finally said, breaking the silence. Her voice was soft, but it carried weight. “You should go and talk to your wife.”I slowly lifted my eyes and looked at her.Wife.That word felt strange in my chest.Heavy.Cold.I didn’t answer her. I just stood up quietly.The chair made a low sound as it dragged on the floor. I turned and walked away from the table without saying a word.No one stopped me.No one called my name.And ho

Chapter 129

Naomi’s POVLondon was always loud.Not the kind of loud that hurts your ears… but the kind that never lets your mind rest.Cars moving.People talking.Footsteps everywhere.Even the air felt busy.I stood by the window, holding a cup of tea in my hand. The glass was cold, but the drink was warm. The sky was grey again, like it had forgotten how to be bright.“Another cold day,” Martha said from behind me.I turned a little and smiled. “I think this city doesn’t like the sun.”Martha laughed softly. “Or maybe the sun is just shy here.”I didn’t answer. I looked outside again.People were already rushing to work. No one looked at anyone. No one cared who you were or where you came from.And somehow… I liked that.Here, I was not “that girl from the Ashford house.”Here, I was just… Naomi.Just me.“Are you thinking again?” Martha asked.I nodded slowly. “Yes… but not like before.”She walked closer and placed her hand on my shoulder. “That is good.”It was.Before, my thoughts used to

Chapter 130

Naomi’s POVI didn’t sleep well that night.Not because I was scared.But because my mind would not rest.The email kept coming back to me again and again.“A private exhibition…”Those words felt too big.Too heavy.I lay on the bed, staring at the ceiling. The room was quiet, but my thoughts were loud.What if I fail?What if they don’t like it?What if… I am not as good as they think?I turned to my side and looked at Leo. He was sleeping peacefully, his small chest rising and falling slowly. One of his hands was outside the blanket.I reached out and held it gently.His hand was warm.Soft.Real.And just like that… my thoughts slowed down.“I can’t be weak,” I whispered to myself.“Not now.”I closed my eyes.Even if I was scared…I would still move forward.—Morning came quietly.The sky was still grey, like always.Martha was already in the kitchen when I walked in. The smell of tea and bread filled the room.“You didn’t sleep well,” she said without turning.I smiled a little

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