tch black. The privacy partition was up. The silence
he watched the streetlights of Manhattan blur past
his harsh features. Nathan was texting him. The crisis management team was already
The tires crunched over the grav
efore the driver could reach it. He stepped out into the cold night air and w
l crunched under her heels. Mr. Finch, the head butler, stood a
of expensive pine and woodsmoke. The massive fireplace w
Tap
r echoed from the dining room. Elana stopped breat
at the entrance of the dini
it
ce. He sat at the head of the long mahogany table. His silver
took her seat on the opposite side of the table. The
agus soup and a plate of grilled sea bass in front of Elana. It
k. The metal scraped against the p
. He did not look up
tone was conversational, but the underlying ange
ng it," Atla
he PR disaster. I am talking about this family."
hit her nose, her stomach violently contracted. A wave of nausea crashed over her. The
essed her hand against her stomach and
missed nothing. He set his silverware
am just a little tired, Conrad.
aring at his grandfather. A silent w
r two years I have kept your secret. And tonight, the whole world found out
ther in the eye. His sil
r. The loud crack made Elana jump. "This family has built a
Atlas said. His voice was steady, bu
I kept your secret out of loyalty to this family's image. But now the entire wo
was rising to her throat. She gripped t
anger melted into a calculated, intense curiosity. "Elana
asking. He thought she was pregnant. He was l
It was impossible
sh hit her again. Her mouth watered with bile. She clamped her hand
ll. She fell to her knees in front of the toilet and
d watched the empty doorway. A
cted like his wife running out
heavily on his cane. "Atl
halfway out
nt, "you and Elana will sleep in the master suite. Together. And until
pped up. "Grandf
Conrad barked. "
through the house. Conrad looked up at the ceiling. He mu

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