Novel & Cerita The Hawthorne Legacy Audiobook Free

KAYLA POV At the worksite, work was really progressing as freshly turned earth mixed with the air to create something workers can relate to. The industrial machines and machineries noise filled the atmosphere and this was supposed to be a sign of a final chapter. But as I stood besides Lucas looking at the excavator claws, the screaming voice of Hunter stills echoes in my head as a terrible headache that refuses to leave. *"Ask him about the Project Legacy files, the one Arthur didn't have. Where is it?"*

And from the silence, a new voice began to speak—a voice that sounded like a thousand voices reading a single sentence in unison. "Chapter One: The Price of the Legacy."

Chapter 36 -INDIGO- "That Henry is really Henry Hawthorne, CEO of the Hawthorne industries, one of the biggest companies in the entire world." Matilda says and my jaw drops. The same guy that acts like a child and pouts every second of the day? He's the CEO of Hawthorne industries. A company that's almost as successful as this one, maybe even more.

“Sold to the Hawthorne Brothers for one dollar and one cent!” The room erupts in a scatter of applause and more laughter, but my thoughts are racing faster. Hawthorne. I’ve heard the name before…somewhere. The man to the right moves slightly and I catch a glimpse of his face when it catches the light. My blood turns ice cold. Adrian Hawthorn. The Hawthorne brothers—Adrian, Julian, and Lucien. The ruthless owners of Hawthorne Holdings, the same company that swallowed my stepfather’s business whole two months ago.

7 Years Later I was playing with the big diamond ring on my finger. Ethan had just proposed to me. I couldn't have asked for a better man and a father for my daughter. Ethan kept to his promise. Two years after I left, Ethan moved to New York too to establish his own company. And he kept to his promise of never abandoning me. He took up the role of a father to my daughter, and within five years of his company going public, he had become the richest man in New York. And gradually, I had fallen deeply in love with him.

“And if they find concrete?” “They do what water does,” he said. “They keep returning.” I stepped out from behind the desk, bare feet grounding me. “You have no business in my office.” “I have business wherever legacy breathes.” His smile bared a fraction more teeth. “Congratulations on surviving, Mrs Kane. The city suits you. It will suit them too.” Everything inside me froze. “Who,” I asked, voice iron, “told you anything?” “No one needs to tell me what I can smell.” He inhaled, deliberately. “What I can hear. The city hums in a key it hasn’t touched in years. Four is a satisfying number.”

Loving people you'll never meet. That's legacy. That's enough. That's everything. THE END

After years of meticulous maneuvering, board wrangling, and dealing with the stubborn ghost of the Lancaster name, my legacy was finally being cemented into the bedrock of the tech industry. "Look at this, Sophia," I said, my voice rich with satisfaction. I didn't turn around, simply watching her in the mirror's reflection as she moved quietly around the master bedroom. "Hawthorne Vision is going to be the gold standard by the time the bell rings on Wall Street." Sophia paused near the edge of the bed, fastening a delicate silver watch to her wrist. She was wearing a charcoal grey suit, her face was pale, devoid of the emotional volatility that usually made her so exhausting to manage.