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{ WAS ANY OF IT EVER REAL TO YOU? }

KARL The board members sat around the long glass table. Ellen sat at the very head, her hands resting on the arms of Theodore's chair. My secretary moved quickly along the room, as she dropped a white document in front of each person. I walked to the center of the room and slid into my chair. "Everything is here," I said. "Every transfer. Every account. The stock dropped eleven percent. My name has been in every headline this city has printed in the last two weeks. I used none of that time to fix any of it." Hands reached out. Fingers caught the corners of the folders, pulling them closer over the glass. Pages began to turn in a ragged, uneven rhythm. The whispers passed sideways between the chairs. Heads leaned together, chins dipping toward the white sheets. "I know there are concerns about the gaps in these numb

{ WELCOME TO STONNE DEVELOPMENT CORP. }

LEILA George's arms stayed wrapped around me from behind long after the laughter faded, his chin resting against my hair as we swayed slightly to the music. The lounge was quieter now. Soft music played through the speakers while conversations continued around us in a low hum. I let my body relax against his chest, feeling the steady beat of his heart against my shoulder. "I haven't laughed like that in longer than I can remember," I said, tipping my head back to look up at his face. "Then we should do it more often," he said, his voice low beside my ear. I smiled. "I'd like that." We stayed like that for another moment, just listening to the slow music before I turned around in his arms. "We should get going now," he said as he took my hand, his fingers locking firmly with mine as

{ THEODORE IS BACK }

GEORGE I watched Leila from across the crowded hall as the launch celebration continued. Waiters moved through the space with champagne, and guests gathered in small groups to exchange business cards. Leila had been standing and working since the launch began, stopped by someone the second she finished a previous conversation. She had barely sat down all evening. I slipped away the moment I saw her step out of the hall, the fruit salad I'd ordered for her still cold in my hand. By the time I caught up to her in the hallway, she was still speaking with another person. I waited at a comfortable distance until they finished before stepping directly into her path. “Leila, eat first.” She glanced down at the plastic container, then up at my face. &l

{ LESS THAN A YEAR TO LIVE }

GEORGE"Dad," I said as I walked into the living room. Theodore lifted his head and looked at me. He was thinner than he'd appeared on the screen when we spoke in New Delhi. His white collar sat loose around his neck, and a wooden cane leaned against the arm of his leather chair. "George. There you are."Across the room, Ellen sat beside Karl with her hands folded. Karl's silk tie hung loose, and his gaze stayed fixed on the floorboards. Neither of them had moved when I came in. The fire had burned down to embers, and the lamps were low. I hadn't expected to find Karl here, especially sitting beside Ellen as though they were planning something. He hadn't looked up once since I entered, and I couldn't tell whether he was avoiding my eyes or simply had nothing to say to me. Ellen sat with her hands folded, perfectly composed. Nobody spoke, so I waited. Before anyone else could speak, one of the house staff appeared in the doorway. "Ma'am, dinner is ready," she said, facing Ellen.

{ WAIT FOR MY DECISION }

KARL"She's with me now."I turned to George, my eyes narrowing as his words echoed in my ears. As if she'd been waiting on a shelf for him to claim her the second I let her go. He met my stare without flinching. For a moment, I couldn't speak. I should have felt nothing. I was the one who walked away from the marriage. Yet, with my father watching me from his chair, something twisted painfully deep in my chest. A wave of humiliation burned behind my ribs. I pictured her head tipped back in easy laughter at the Aurelia, George's arms wrapped around her waist from behind, his chin resting lightly against her hair. I pushed the image away, forcing my fingers to uncurl against my knee as I stared back down at the floorboards. ***The next morning, I had barely taken my seat behind my desk when I noticed the office was empty. There were no schedules laid out. There were no files waiting for my approval. Nothing. I looked out toward my secretary's desk through the partition, but she

{ TELL ME THE TRUTH LEILA }

LEILA"Welcome to the team, Ms. Stonne.""The pleasure is mine, Mr. Clinton," I said. My voice came out steady, carrying a confidence that was only just beginning to feel real. The fountain pen scraped across the final line of the joint venture contract with Clinton Infrastructure Group. The sharp scratch sounded clear in the quiet room, sealing a multi-million-dollar partnership that gave Stonne Development Corp full partnership for all their upcoming projects. I stood up and extended my hand across the wide conference table, shaking hands with Mr. Clinton and his two team members, who both offered respect in their grips. Beside me, Rita, my new secretary, smiled as she gathered the signed folders from the table, while Doreen was full of smiles as she led the partners out of the conference hall. "Congratulations, Ma'am," Rita said softly, stacking the last file under her arm. "Thank you, Rita," I replied, a wave of profound relief washing over me. I walked down into my office

{ THE BABY ISN'T KARL'S }

LEILAThe silver head of Theodore’s cane remained completely still against the concrete floor. I looked him straight in the eyes, refusing to let my focus waver for even a fraction of a second. "No," I said clearly. "The baby isn't Karl's."My hand went flat against the soft fabric covering my stomach as the silence in the room became heavy. Theodore didn't move. He studied my face for a long moment, his gray eyes drilling into my features as if waiting for me to take back what I'd just said. My pulse drummed a rapid rhythm against my ribs, but I kept my breathing level under his sharp scrutiny. "Are you sure, Leila?" he asked, his raspy whisper breaking the quiet. "Yes, I'm sure," I replied, holding his gaze without a single flinch. His eyes stayed on mine for another moment, cold and deep. I couldn't tell whether he believed me, but the pressure behind his stare slowly receded, and he didn't ask another question. "I see," he said. His thin fingers loosened slightly around th

{ YOU CAN'T MARRY LEILA }

GEORGEThe phone rang just as I was tightening my tie for the office."George, I need to see you today." Theodore's voice came through the speaker, rough and strained. I could hear the weight of each breath."Before you go to the office," he added. "Come to the estate first."The call ended before I could ask what was wrong. I stared at my phone for a moment. I didn't know why he suddenly wanted to see me, but I didn't waste time trying to guess.I adjusted my tie, picked up my keys, and left. The butler showed me into the study, where Theodore sat behind his desk. His cane rested beside his chair, and his face looked more tired than it had the last time I saw him."These may be my final days, George," he began. His voice was weak, but his eyes remained fixed on me. "The doctors gave me a year, but with everything happening now, I don't know if I'll even have that long."He paused, drawing a slow breath."The compa

{ I'M SELLING THE HAWTHORNE EMPIRE }

KARLTwo o'clock.I checked my watch again. More than an hour had passed since my father ordered Ellen and me out of the boardroom."Go to the estate," he'd said. "Wait for me."That was all he'd given us. No explanation followed his words. There was no indication of why he needed us out of the boardroom so abruptly.I was still trying to understand what was happening in that meeting. Had the board decided I was no longer fit to run the company? The questions irritated me almost as much as the waiting.I was the CEO of the Hawthorne Group. Whatever problems the company faced, I was the one expected to deal with them. Theodore had no right to shut me out of a meeting and leave me sitting here like a child waiting to be summoned. If he had something to say to me, he could say it to my face instead of hiding behind a closed door.I glanced at Ellen. She sat across from me on the sofa, her handbag resting on her lap. She hadn't said anyth

{ LOCKED OUT OF MY PENTHOUSE }

KARLGraham reached out to open the first folder as he stood up beside Theodore."Effective immediately, Karl Hawthorne is removed from his position as Chief Executive Officer of the Hawthorne Group," he read, his voice clear and professional. "He is also removed from any executive authority granted to him by the board."I kept my eyes fixed on him, my hands sliding deep into my suit pockets. "Continue," Theodore whispered. Graham turned the page. "Under the trust instructions executed by Theodore Hawthorne, any inheritance previously intended for Karl Hawthorne is revoked."I looked at my father, my jaw locking. Beside me, Ellen had gone entirely quiet. Graham reached for the second blue folder and opened the cover. "Ellen Hawthorne," he continued, looking down at the text. "Theodore Hawthorne has initiated divorce proceedings against you on the grounds of theft and financial mismanagement."Elle

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