felt suffocatingly heavy. Beatrice stayed on the sofa, keeping her arm wrapped sec

The hospital could have simply made a clerical error in their archives. Even if there was a mix-up, it does

Beatrice's knee. "I know, sweetheart. I know

atrice promised, helping her grand

ent the latch clicked, the flawless, composed mask she had worn for Fleming Beaumont cracked. Sh

nst her arms, her mind racin

ia Be

wens-a mistake she had since violently corrected-Arland's pretentious, status-obsessed family had been trying t

in Manhattan. Aurelia had walked in wearing head-to-toe Chanel, sliding into

ty. "Let me make this simple for you. My family and the Owens family are discussing a merger. You need to back

agnetic laugh. "You can have him, sweetheart. I dumped him on Tuesday. But word of adv

furious that she hadn't b

bubble up in her chest. The girl who had tried to buy her off, the girl dripping i

and decisively canceled her private car to Manhattan

tearing down the FDR Drive in Manhattan, heading straight

s teeth ached. He didn't have to wait until the next morning.

blet lit up with an executive file transfer from the lab. He pressed his

arkers and probability matrices, his eyes locking onto

Beaumont and Beatrice Faulkner is suppor

ed his spine for the last forty-eight hours finally shattered. When h

dialed the secure line to Zurich. It

anded, his voice ro

word hitting like a hammer blow in the silence of the c