r, murmuring her name, and she finally, reluctantly, pulled back. She cupped Chloe

oice thick with emotion and a deep,

d boardrooms and influenced global policy looked utterly vu

nd guilt and a fierce, protective love. "I'm so sorry," h

he motion small but fir

ce. He turned and gestured to his sons, who had b

gave her a small, reassuring smile. "Hi, I'm Alexander, your big brother. I'm a lawyer. If anyone ever gives you trouble, you call m

leather jacket, but he couldn't hide the sharp, observant eyes of a cop. He knelt by her bedside so they were at eye level, his gaze

ng testament to a brother's guilt and de

avy, emotional tension in the room by ruffling her hair gently. "And I'm Nicholas, the fun one," he announced with a grin. "Don't li

oe looked at the three of them-the protector, the peniten

face transforming as she looked down at her grandchildren for the first time. The entire fami

ttle hands," El

eady," Nicholas declared, pullin

social media!" she commanded, her voice sharp. "No

ing. It was a warmth Chloe had only ever read about in books. Sh

expression shifting from doting gr

"Quentin told us... you're marrie

e warmth in the room vanished. Chloe's smile f

r around the bassinets ceased. Every Beaumont in the r

ering Chloe's. "Darling, tell us," she said, her

, impossible reunion, with the ugliness of her life

, told them everything they needed to know.

eight of an empire. "Don't worry. The Beaumo

to begin preparing the paperwork. Legally, you and your children will be made primary beneficiarie

hadn't thought about money, about inherit

not alone anymore, Chloe," he said, hi

rtress. He was giving her the power and the resources to f

heeks. But for the first time in as long as she could

s, but Chloe Beaumont. She finally has a real ho