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Monday morning began with unexpected news.Amelia had barely settled into her desk at the Sterling Foundation when Eleanor entered her office.“Cancel your schedule for this afternoon.”Amelia looked up from the files she was reviewing.“Is something wrong?”“No.”Eleanor handed her a navy-blue folder.“You’ll accompany Alexander.”Amelia blinked.“…Excuse me?”“He has a series of inspections at several Sterling Foundation projects.”“Well I’m not sure I’ll be of much help.”“You won’t but you’ll observe from the outside.”Eleanor answered without hesitation and Amelia couldn’t help but smile at that statement.“You’re very honest.”“I don’t believe in false encouragement so be downstairs by one.”With that she left and Amelia only looked at the folder in her hands and sighed.Somehow…She had a feeling Alexander wouldn’t be thrilled either.At exactly one o’clock, a black sedan pulled up outside the Foundation as the chauffeur stepped out and opened the rear door.Alexander was alread

The break-in cast a shadow over the Sterling Foundation and By the following morning, security had doubled.Every employee entering the building had their identification checked and visitors were undoubtedly logged in.The Archive access also now required two separate authorizations.Everyone could feel the tense atmosphere was noticeably different as more and more people spoke in lower voices.Even doors that were usually left open remained shut and rumors spread faster than official explanations.Amelia arrived just after eight but as she walked through the lobby, two employees stopped talking the moment they saw her.She pretended not to notice because Lately…People had been watching her more than speaking to her.Some with curiosity and the Others with suspicion but thankfully without a clause She had learned to ignore both.Eleanor was already waiting and any form of a greeting, she handed Amelia a slim folder.“The auditors will arrive this afternoon. I want every Hartwell Founda

The Foundation was unusually quiet the next morning.The break-in, the missing ledger page, and the archivist’s interrupted confession had settled over the building like a storm cloud that refused to move.Amelia couldn’t stop replaying the previous evening in her mind. The old archivist had been ready to tell her something but then Alexander had arrived.Was it purely Coincidence or proper timing?She wasn’t sure anymore.After breakfast, Amelia arrived at Eleanor’s office with her notebook in hand.Eleanor was reading through correspondence and without looking up, she asked,“You didn’t sleep well.”A humorless smile ghosted Amelia’s lips as she asked “Was it that obvious?”“Well you have your eyes concentrated on that book and weirdly it’s upside down.”Amelia glanced down at the open folder in front of her and Eleanor was right. Her thoughts had been elsewhere and she was finding it difficult to focus.“I’m sorry.”“Don’t apologize.”Eleanor closed the folder as she regarded Ameli

The Foundation’s security department was immediately thrown into chaos.The leather glove which had been found in the archive had been sealed as evidence and no one dared speak openly about it.But everyone knew what it meant.The intruder hadn’t been an outsider and instead whoever had broken into the archives belonged to the Sterling world.Amelia sat quietly in Eleanor’s office, trying to focus on the reports before her but she couldn’t. Every time she looked down she remembered the folder she never had the chance to dig into.Olivia Hartwell — Personal Correspondence.She hadn’t even read a full sentence and yetAlexander had taken it immediately. She had noticed he hadn’t snatched it because he was angry she had seen it but instead it felt like he was protecting something too fragile to be exposed.A knock sounded at the door interrupting her thoughts “Yes come in.”Alexander entered the room with his usual expression as composed as ever. She wondered if a day would come where they

An Heir’s ResponsibilityThe moment the dining room doors closed behind Alexander, the lively atmosphere faded.The conversations resumed, but no one sounded relaxed anymore and that seemed to make Amelia’s appetite disappear.She kept glancing toward the hallway.What could have unsettled Alexander enough to leave without a word?Beside her, Eleanor continued eating as though nothing had happened.Only the slight tightening of her grip on her fork betrayed that she, too, was waiting.Alexander followed Ethan into his grandfather’s study and the heavy oak doors shut behind them.The room was already occupied as Richard Sterling sat behind his antique desk and his silver cane rested against the armchair.The family physician also stood quietly nearby.Alexander immediately noticed the medical file lying open which could only mean one thing.“What happened?”Richard didn’t answer immediately and instead, he gestured toward the physician.“You tell him.”The doctor cleared his throat as