The next morning, Wolfe Headquarters was already in motion when Adrian arrived. He had barely slept.Thomas was already waiting. He stepped in and said, “He’s here.”A moment later, the door opened.The man who walked in looked like he belonged in a courtroom that never ran out of difficult cases. Calm posture, sharp eyes, expensive suit worn without effort or performance.Cedric Doyle.One of the country’s most respected litigation attorneys, selective, precise, and known for taking only cases others couldn’t untangle or dangerous to touch. He rarely accepted personal calls.Except from Adrian.He stopped just inside the room, scanning it once.“Well,” Cedric said flatly, “Mr. Wolfe.”He didn’t sit.“Still balancing a family empire, a picture-perfect marriage, and, if every gossip outlet is correct, a child with Aria Montclair.”Thomas stayed still.Cedric’s gaze shifted slightly, amused. “Aria Montclair,” he repeated. “Beautiful, brilliant, untouchable... and somehow always in the c
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