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Chapter 59: The Conversation

Author: Veeaura
last update publish date: 2026-06-09 17:39:40

Noah was halfway through reviewing a contract when his office door opened without warning.

He didn’t look up. Only one person entered his office without permission, and she was the only one who never apologized for it.

“You’re supposed to knock,” Noah said, his voice flat.

Lydia closed the door. “And you’re supposed to answer your phone.”

Noah finally looked up. His mother looked exactly as she always did composed, impeccably dressed, and entirely unreadable. Most people found her intim
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