Chapter 169 Chapter 169: Elias stepped forward, suppressing a smile. “Ladies, perhaps we sit down? The lobster is getting cold p> Matriarch Vane looked at Elias. “Thorne. I see you’ve already staked a claim p> “I’m just the security,” Elias drawled, pulling out a chair for Vane. “Sit,” Aurora ordered.
Chapter 168 Chapter 168: Elias, who had followed Aurora down, chuckled from behind her. “Subtle p> Vivian stepped forward, holding a bouquet of white lilies. She looked like she had swallowed a lemon. “These are for you… cousin p> Aurora looked at the flowers. “Lilies. How funeral appropriate p> “They
Chapter 167 Chapter 167: Aurora sat up straight. “Vane? As in Vane Enterprises p> “Yes. Margaret is already here. She drove straight from the St. Regis. She… she will try to claim you. But you are a Kensington first p> “I am Aurora Vance,” Aurora corrected sharply. “I belong to
Chapter 166 Chapter 166: “They think I’m a prize to be claimed,” Aurora whispered, looking at the wet pavement blurring past. “They’re about to find out you’re the one holding the leash,” Elias said. Back inside the manor, the storm was just beginning. Eleanor was screaming at her husband on
Chapter 165 Chapter 165: “It is not just a mark!” The Matriarch’s voice boomed. “It is the Vane Crescent. The mark of the Vane women p> Aurora looked down at her arm. She had always known about the mark, but the name… Vane? Edward was staring at her face, ignoring
Chapter 164 Chapter 164: Aurora sat on the Matriarch’s right. It was the position of honor. The seat usually reserved for Edward, or a visiting head of state. She wore a high-necked black dress that cost more than Vivian’s car, tailored to perfection. Her posture was impeccable, a sharp contrast
Chapter 163 Chapter 163: On the island counter sat a heavy cream-colored envelope that had been delivered by a private courier only twenty minutes after they arrived. The embossed gold lettering of the Kensington crest caught the dim light. “They work fast,” Elias said, nodding at the envelope. “They tracked
Chapter 162 Chapter 162: Back at Mount Sinai Hospital, the atmosphere in the VIP wing was not one of recovery, but of a detonated bomb. The monitors were rhythmic and steady now—a stark contrast to the hysteria gripping the room. Matriarch Kensington was not waking up; she was fully awake,
Chapter 161 Chapter 161: Aurora took it. She stared at the bottle. “You remember p> “I remember everything,” Elias said. “Why do you care, Elias?” she asked quietly. “Sterling divorced me. Your family threw me away p> Elias clenched his jaw. He looked out the window at the passing city
Chapter 160 Chapter 160: She wouldn’t give them to Edward. She would destroy them. Or swap them. Atticus sat by the Matriarch’s bed. The old woman was sleeping peacefully now, her breathing steady. He touched her hand. “We’ll find the truth, Grandmother,” he whispered. “I promise p> Aurora walked out
Chapter 159 Chapter 159: She pulled her wrist free from the Matriarch’s grip. “The patient is stable,” she announced to Shaw. “Monitor the pressure. Remove the needles in an hour p> She grabbed her case. She didn’t look at Edward. She didn’t look at Atticus. She pushed past them, heading
Chapter 158 Chapter 158: Once. Twice. They opened. Her eyes were cloudy, confused, but alive. Matriarch Kensington’s vision was a kaleidoscope of blurry lights and shadows. Pain throbbed at the base of her skull, but it was a distant drum, fading. She saw a silhouette standing in the light. A
Chapter 157 Chapter 157: Dr. Shaw stood in the corner, arms crossed, watching like a hawk waiting for a mouse to make a mistake. Aurora ignored them all. She closed her eyes for a second, inhaling deeply. She entered the Flow State. The world fell away. The noise of the
Chapter 156 Chapter 156: Silence. Absolute, terrified silence. Shaw looked at Atticus. She saw the checkbook of God in his eyes. “You can’t be serious,” she whispered. “Try me,” Atticus said. Vivian grabbed Shaw’s arm. “Don’t listen to him! He’s emotional! He can’t just p> “He can,” Edward interrupted. “And
Chapter 155 Chapter 155: It was impossible. The fire. The body. “She’s a child!” Vivian shouted, her voice shrill, trying to shatter the moment. “This is ridiculous! Look at her! She’s soaking wet! She’s probably a con artist p> She signaled to Dr. Roberts, a pompous man she had kept
Chapter 154 Chapter 154: “Atticus!” she screamed. “Don’t you dare p> He ignored her. He ran to the stairwell, kicking the door open. He took the stairs two at a time, his lungs burning. He burst onto the roof. The guards were looking confused, holding their earpieces as the PA
Chapter 153 Chapter 153: “My uncle is emotional,” Vivian cut in. “And Atticus is young. They are grasping at straws. If this girl touches her and she dies, the hospital will be sued into oblivion. I will make sure of it p> Shaw paled. The threat was real. The Kensington
Chapter 152 Chapter 152: She hadn’t even had time to turn on the lights when her phone buzzed in her clutch. She glanced at the ID. Harper Yates. She frowned. Harper knew she didn’t take calls after ten, especially not when she was decompressing from a social event. She picked
Chapter 151 Chapter 151: Vivian scoffed, a harsh, ugly sound. “Voodoo nonsense. We are not hiring a witch doctor for the Matriarch p> “This Phoenix has achieved results with cases like this,” Shaw continued, ignoring Vivian. “Neural resonance techniques. But they are anonymous. I don’t have a name. Only a
Chapter 150 Chapter 150: On the sidewalk, under the awning of the Pierre Hotel, Aurora Vance checked her phone. No messages from Harper yet, which was unusual. Just the wind and the rain. She stepped out to hail a cab, her boots splashing in a puddle. A black SUV tore