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“Zara, leave the room. I need to talk to your father.”She pursed her lips, crossed her arms, and shook her head.Sophia didn't have time to argue. What she needed to discuss concerned Zara, and she couldn't risk the little girl overhearing.“Listen. I know your father just got back, and you want to spend time with him. Why don't you come back when I'm done?”Zara held out her pinky toward her. “Promise you'll come get me when you're done.”Sophia hooked her pinky with Zara's and smiled. “I cross my heart. Now go on to your room.”Zara hopped off the couch and skipped up the stairs. The moment she disappeared, Sophia moved to the seat beside Nolan.“I am troubled,” she began with a sigh. “I never imagined there would come a day when I'd be this worried.”Nolan released a quiet breath. At least this wasn't about the company. Things were finally falling into place, and he had Sophia's unwavering support through it all.“What is this about?”Sophia's gaze drifted toward the staircase. Th

The grand Harthwore mansion stood in its usual quiet elegance, bathed in the warm glow of the evening sun. The marble floors reflected the soft light pouring in through the towering glass windows, while the neatly trimmed gardens outside swayed gently beneath the cool breeze. Inside, the silence carried a comforting warmth, broken only by the faint ticking of the antique grandfather clock and the occasional clink of china from the kitchen.“How did your day go, sweetie?” Natasha asked warmly as Layla walked into the living room.Exhausted yet satisfied, Layla slipped off her heels before dropping onto the plush couch beside her father, resting her head on his chest.“It was fine, Mother. I had a great day with the staff. I got to pick out the winners, and honestly, they all put in so much effort.”A proud smile spread across Natasha's face.“I'm glad to hear that. Let me get you a glass of juice.”She rose gracefully and disappeared toward the kitchen, leaving Layla alone with her fat

The morning headlines continued to dominate every news channel and social media platform. Across television screens, newspapers, and online articles, one name kept resurfacing—the Harthwore family.More specifically, Layla.Footage of the orphanage she had begun renovating played repeatedly on the television mounted on Adrian's office wall. Reporters praised her generosity, speaking about how she had once grown up there before leaving to build a new life. The once-forgotten orphanage had suddenly become the center of public attention, with many applauding her decision to give back to the place that had raised her.Adrian sat comfortably behind his desk, one hand resting against his cheek as he watched the broadcast in silence.For nearly thirty minutes, he hadn't moved.He wasn't particularly interested in the news itself. He was simply passing the time while waiting for Jade, who had insisted on taking him out to lunch as a way of thanking him for everything he had done for her the p