Chapter 229 Chapter 229: Her phone buzzed. An alert from her stock portfolio. Thorne Industries: -12% in pre-market trading. She smirked. The bleeding hadn’t stopped. Meanwhile, in his high-rise office at Thorne Manor in the heart of Manhattan, Elias Thorne stood before a wall of monitors. “Sir?” his chief of
Chapter 228 Chapter 228: “She killed a boy, El,” Edward said softly. “It was an accident!” “It was arrogance,” Edward said. He looked up, his eyes hollow. “And we let it happen. We raised her to think she was untouchable. Well… she touched the fire.” Eleanor stared at him, betrayed.
Chapter 227 Chapter 227: “Ms. Vance,” she said, nodding respectfully. She knew. She knew Aurora had clamped the artery. She knew Aurora had saved Vivian’s life on that stage, even when Vivian didn’t deserve it. “Will she recover?” Aurora asked. “Functionally? Maybe fifty percent with therapy,” Dr. Shaw said. “Psychologically?
Chapter 226 Chapter 226: “Mrs. Kensington,” Dr. Shaw said evenly. “Please lower your voice.” “Don’t tell me what to do!” Eleanor rushed to the bedside. “Vivian, baby, look at Mommy. You’re safe.” Vivian blinked, focusing on Eleanor. “My hand,” she slurred. “I can’t feel my fingers. Why can’t I feel
Chapter 225 Chapter 225: Eleanor paled. She looked at Aurora with pure hatred. “You shut your mouth, you trailer trash. You’re enjoying this.” “I am not enjoying a child’s death,” Aurora said. “But I am enjoying watching the truth hunt you down.” The Matriarch closed her eyes. She looked old.
Chapter 224 Chapter 224: Eleanor appeared at the top of the grand staircase. She didn’t look frightened. She looked annoyed, as if Preston were a stain on her carpet that the help had failed to scrub out. “Security,” Eleanor snapped, her voice dripping with disdain. “Remove this hysterical man. He’s
Chapter 223 Chapter 223: Elias wrapped his heavy wool coat around Aurora’s shoulders. “Let’s go home,” he said softly. Aurora nodded. She wiped Vivian’s blood off her hands with a wet wipe Elias offered. As they walked toward the exit, Sebastian called out. “Aurora.” She stopped. She didn’t turn around.
Chapter 222 Chapter 222: EMTs arrived, pushing past Aurora to take over Vivian’s care. “Pressure applied to brachial artery,” Aurora told the medic. “Deep laceration. Possible nerve damage.” The medic nodded. “Good work.” Eleanor hovered nearby, screaming orders. “Take her to Mount Sinai! Private wing! Don’t touch her dress!” As
Chapter 221 Chapter 221: Vivian looked up at Aurora, her eyes wide with shock and pain. “You…” “Shut up,” Aurora said. “Save your breath.” Sebastian was standing over them. He looked down at the floor. One of the papers Monica had thrown landed at his feet. He picked it up.
Chapter 220 Chapter 220: As the paper cloud descended, Monica’s hand went back into the purse. This time, she didn’t pull out paper. Steel flashed in the chandelier light. The knife gleamed. The collective gasp of the crowd sucked the air out of the room. Vivian froze. Her smile faltered,
Chapter 219 Chapter 219: Vivian took the stage. She sat at the grand piano. She adjusted the microphone. “I would like to dedicate this next piece,” she said, her voice trembling with fake emotion, “to little Noah. Who is an angel now.” The crowd sighed, moved by her “compassion.” Aurora
Chapter 218 Chapter 218: Preston tried to talk to her. “Monica, the police called. We need a lawyer for the negligence charges.” “I don’t need a lawyer,” Monica muttered, clutching her purse. “I need justice.” Aurora attended the wake from a distance. She sat in her black SUV across the
Chapter 217 Chapter 217: She picked up her phone. She texted Elias. He’s gone. His reply was instant. The lab results just cleared. We have the proof for Julian. And now, we have the rage for Noah. Tomorrow, we burn it all down. In the back of a police car,
Chapter 216 Chapter 216: She dropped to her knees. “Noah?” She touched his face. It was waxy. Cold. She shook him. His head lolled back at an unnatural angle, his eyes half-open, staring at nothing. A scream tore through the mansion. It wasn’t human. It was the sound of an
Chapter 215 Chapter 215: Two guards rushed over. They recognized Aurora from the incident at the store (word traveled fast in security circles). They grabbed her arms. “Ma’am, you need to come with us.” Aurora struggled, looking at Monica with wild, desperate eyes. “If he dies, Monica, it’s on you!”
Chapter 214 Chapter 214: Click. The sound was heavy. Final. “Just so you don’t wander and eat junk food,” she justified to the empty hallway. Inside the room, Noah heard the click. He was conscious, but barely. He was paralyzed by a weakness so profound it felt like gravity had
Chapter 213 Chapter 213: She propped the phone against the backsplash and answered. Elias’s face filled the screen. He was in his office, sleeves rolled up, looking tired but alert. He saw Aurora’s disheveled hair and the water splashed on her shirt. He saw the haunted look in her eyes.
Chapter 212 Chapter 212: “48 hours?” Aurora slammed her hand on the desk. “He doesn’t have 48 hours! He has hours, period!” “We’re understaffed, ma’am. Please lower your voice.” Aurora stormed out, defeated by the red tape. She called Elias, but his phone went to voicemail. He was likely in
Chapter 211 Chapter 211: The guard glanced at Noah. The boy looked sick, yes, but rich kids often looked pale and sickly. The mother was the customer. The mother was the one paying. “Out,” the guard said, pulling her toward the door. Aurora shook him off. “I’m leaving.” She turned
Chapter 210 Chapter 210: She burst into the boutique just as Monica was browsing a rack of velvet blazers, while Noah leaned heavily against a display table, gasping for air. “Monica!” Aurora called out. Monica turned, her face twisting into a sneer when she recognized Aurora. “You. What do you