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Adrian.The meeting ends twenty minutes later, and I wait until the last team member leaves before turning to Sandra, who is gathering the documents from the table.“Has the legal team found who's behind the post?”“Not yet, sir. I've sent them the details they need for the investigation, and they've acknowledged receipt. I'm waiting for their next update.”“Keep following up. I want this sorted out as soon as possible.”“I will.” She checks her tablet before adding, “The post is spreading quickly. Several accounts have shared it, and it's now among the top five trending topics. The PR team has contacted the platform to request its removal, but the post is still up.”I glance at my laptop, where the post remains open. “What are they waiting for? This should have been taken down by now!”“They're following up with the platform, sir.”I scoff, unable to hide my disbelief. “It doesn't seem so.”She gathers the remaining documents and secures them against her arm. “I'll send them another

Adrian. “Come on in,” Beatrice calls out. I glance at Sebastian, who shoots me a displeased look before turning away. I return his look, making no effort to hide my own displeasure, before shifting my attention to the sitting room. The dark brown leather Chesterfield sofa has deep button tufting and rolled arms. It looks almost untouched, making me suspect Beatrice bought it recently. She has an eye for beautiful things. I settle into the sofa, cross one leg over the other, and rest my arm against the armrest, waiting for Beatrice to explain why she has asked us to come. “Let's wait for Donald. He should be here very soon.” she says instead. Donald? My gaze shifts to Beatrice, but she offers no further explanation. She invited all three heirs here today? I glance at Sebastian and find the same confusion on his face. He blinks several times before shifting slightly in his seat and turning towards me, as though expecting me to have an explanation or to ask Beatrice why she wan

Sophy.A few minutes after my conversation with Clare, my phone begins to ring.I reach for it, wondering if something else has been posted or if she's calling back about something we forgot to discuss. We only just finished speaking, so what could it be now?But the name on the screen makes me pause.Sam.My brows draw together as I stare at his name. For a few seconds, I wonder if I'm seeing it correctly. Then surprise replaces my confusion, and I sit back in my chair, staring at the screen as it continues to ring.Why is he calling me?After everything that happened between us, what could he possibly want now? He's married, and I'm married. Whatever we had ended long before my marriage to Adrian happened, and I can't imagine why on this earth he's calling my phone.I let the call ring until it stops.Thank God my phone doesn't ring loudly enough to attract anyone else's attention.Whatever he wants, he can keep it to himself.I place my phone beside me and return to my work, determ

My alarm buzzes once, then again. I roll towards the edge of the bed, my eyes barely open as I swipe up on my phone to silence it before settling back under the covers.A few seconds later, it goes off again.A hiss escapes me as I scratch an itch around my waist and reach blindly for my phone. Who in God's name set these alarms so close together? I squint at the screen, torn between throwing the phone across the room and getting out of bed. After a brief internal struggle, I finally push the covers aside and sit up.I had planned to make Adrian breakfast this morning, something nice to help him recover from yesterday's hustle and bustle. Oh, right. That's why I set the alarms this way. Apparently, I had anticipated my own reluctance to leave the bed.I glance at Adrian, who lies beside me, still fast asleep despite the noise. He hasn't even stirred. I suppose he hasn't had enough rest, but I have to get up anyway, especially since I'm the one who decided to make him breakfast.After

Adrian.I settle into my chair and begin to go over the company's financial statement for the last quarter. The legal team has finally resolved the matter concerning the malicious post the blogger published, which means at least one issue is off my plate.My meeting with Beatrice yesterday is still fresh in my mind. The decision to move the succession date forward, the choice she indirectly refused to make public, and the affection she openly shows her other two grandsons, one which I have never received from her.Then there are the board members and the silent alliances that have been formed over the years. Some are bound by lies, secrets and the benefits they stand to gain, while others are genuinely interested in seeing the company grow and remain committed to that purpose, even if they are considerably fewer.Regardless, these things aren't built in a day or two. Years of shared interests, favours and carefully maintained relationships have gone into establishing the influence som