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He leans down to kiss the top of my head before sitting beside me, his arm stretching behind my shoulders. “Perfect evening,” he says. I glance at him and smile. “The best.” “Retreat is fully booked for the next three months,” he adds. “People are really responding to it.” I rest my head against his shoulder. “It’s more than a retreat. It’s a rebirth. For them. For us.” He reaches out and gently brushes Seraphina’s cheek with his thumb. “She’s going to grow up surrounded by so much love.” “And truth,” I add quietly. “She’ll know where she came from. The good and the bad.”

I said, bringing a hand to her hair. "There's more?" "She's awake," I whispered and her eyes widened. "Oh thank goodness! That's such a relief," she said, her eyes lighting up. "Nadia told me she was the only who could reverse Izzy's unconscious state. Something feels off about her sudden awakening. I just don't know--" Raelynn shook her head slowly. "Let's try not to think negatively. It's a relief that she has finally awoken. We just need enough evidence to expose all of the things Nadia did," She said.

Instead, I leaned against the doorway, arms crossed, pretending indifference while my attention stayed fixed on the television. “I don’t care what they’re saying,” I told myself. But I listened anyway. “A major medical breakthrough was announced today,” the news anchor said. “Nightfall’s own Doctor B has reportedly developed a cure for infertility. Former Luna Silvia Romano was the first to receive the treatment.” My body went still. “However,” the anchor continued, “it has now been revealed that this treatment is only effective in cases where infertility is caused by repeated unfaithfulness to a bonded mate.”

She picks up on the second ring, already in that brisk PR voice. “Please tell me you’re not about to cancel my night off or about to do something insane.” “Define insane,” I say. “That tone means yes. What is it this time?” “I need a press statement ready for release tomorrow night,” I tell her. “Time it for exactly twenty minutes after the gala starts.” ““Okay… that doesn’t sound like a ‘cancel my night off’ kind of call. What’s the statement?” “Forced arbitration against Cross Pharma. Full announcement.”

"Janet, it's Adrian." A pause. "Adrian Blackwood? Holy shit. Where have you been?" "Long story. I need your help." "Anything. Elena saved my career when she recommended me for this job." Elena smiled despite everything. "What's Kane planning?" I asked. "Tonight? The Rebirth Gala." "What?" "Massive party on the seventieth floor. Five hundred guests. Investors, politicians, tech elite. He's officially rebranding the company as Kane Enterprises." My stomach dropped. "When?"

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Trina stated. Jodi took a deep breath. “Well, he’s going to get reminded one way or another.” “Why does that sound ominous?” Jackie asked. “Because it was meant to be,” Jodi replied and started to come from behind the bar. “It’s time to announce to this one-horse town that their good time girl is back. I can advertise our Red Light Special night on Saturday all at the same time.” “Oh god, what are you cooking up?” Jackie groaned. “Don’t start something you can’t finish, Jodi.”

She lay in a heap, the collar still tight around her neck. The screen went dark for a moment, then his face reappeared, calm, composed once more. “Excellent. The private feed is saved. For my personal collection. Your public debut is tomorrow night. The theme is ‘Daddy’s Spoiled Princess’. We will begin marketing it in four hours. Sleep well, Luna. You’ve earned it.” The connection severed. The screen went black.

I picked up my phone and called Noah. He answered on the second ring. “I was going to call you.” “Adrian sent an invitation to the Blackwood Foundation Gala.” A beat. “Handwritten note?” “Single line. His initial.” “He wants you visible,” Noah said. Not a question. “He wants to control the narrative of your return by positioning himself as the one who invited you back into that world. If you attend as his guest, even implicitly, it changes the story from Serena Vale returning as a competitor to Serena Vale returning to Adrian Blackwood’s orbit.”

He cut me off gently, "I talked to the board. Vivian will handle the rest. She's been struggling with morning sickness and is in a bad mood. Letting her run the auction will be a nice distraction. You can use the time to rest and take care of yourself." I lowered my gaze, hiding how shattered I felt inside. He had turned my years of work into her pastime. But he didn't even notice my pain. He continued, "Your birthday is the day after tomorrow. I've already planned a surprise for you. And since you've been spending so many days alone at home, I brought you a new companion. It's downstairs in the living room." His tone brightened like he expected praise. "It's a very sweet cat. I know how muc