By 4:00 AM, the fire was completely extinguished. The police had cordoned off the dock area, and Arthur was in stable condition at the hospital, recovering from smoke inhalation. Caelan had arranged private security guards at the hospital to protect Arthur and the other workers.We returned to Ashford Mansion in silence. The sun was just beginning to peek over the horizon, casting a soft pink glow over the manicured lawns. We both looked like survivors from a war zone—covered in soot, smelling of smoke, and exhausted to the bone.Mr. Collins met us at the door with clean towels and warm tea, his face pale with concern. 'Sir, Mrs. Ashford... thank God you are safe.''Prepare a bath in the master suite,' Caelan ordered quietly. 'And have the legal team assemble in my private office by 8:00 AM.'We walked upstairs together. The tension from the night was still hanging heavily between us. Inside the suite, I stood in the middle of the room, looking at my ruined dress in the mirror.'
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