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Chapter 70 Suspicious Movements
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(Lila)I bolted upright in bed, instantly alert. Something had woken me from a dead sleep. The digital clock glowed 2:17 AM in the darkness of our bedroom. Nick slept soundly beside me, his arm still draped over the spot where I had been lying.Then I heard it—a soft, distressed whimper from the baby monitor.“Fleur?” I whispered, already sliding out of bed.The whimpering grew stronger, different from her usual middle-of-the-night fussing. My heart rate quickened as I hurried down the hall to the nursery, pushing open the door with shaking hands.Fleur thrashed in her crib, her tiny face flushed an alarming shade of red. When I touched her forehead, I yanked my hand back. She was burning up.“Nick!” I screamed. “Nick, get in here!”I scooped her into my arms, her body radiating heat through her pajamas. Nick appeared seconds later, hair disheveled and eyes wild.“What’s wrong?” he asked, immediately alert.“She’s burning up. Get the thermometer!”Nick rushed to the bathroom while I r
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(Lila)Dr. Harker hesitated. “There are some unusual markers in her bloodwork that I’d like our pediatric immunologist to review. It could be nothing, but—”“But it could be something serious,” Nick finished for him. “When will this specialist see her?”“Dr. Parkinson is on her way in now.”I nodded, numb with fear. As Dr. Harker left, I pulled out my phone—a reflexive action when anxiety overwhelmed me. Three missed calls from my father, two texts from Alexander asking for updates.A notification from my banking app caught my eye. I opened it absently, needing the distraction, and froze when I saw the alert.My father had transferred ten million dollars into my personal account with the memo: “For emergencies.” The timestamp showed 1:30 AM—after I’d found those documents but before Fleur got sick.Why would he do that now?“Lila?” Nick’s voice brought me back to the present. “Your phone keeps lighting up. Someone’s trying to reach you.”I quickly closed the banking app. “Just my fath
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(Ethan)I drummed my fingers against the polished conference table, glancing at my watch for the third time in five minutes. Jonathan Montgomery was late—unusual for a man who treated punctuality as a virtue and tardiness as a moral failing.I’d chosen this early hour specifically to avoid being seen. The fewer people who knew about our partnership, the better.My phone vibrated. A text from Cara: “James wants to know if you’ll be home for breakfast.”I smiled, typing back: “Meeting running late. Tell him I’ll make it up with pancakes tomorrow.”The door swung open as Jonathan finally strode in, impeccably dressed as always. “Ethan. Sorry for the delay. Board member cornered me in the elevator.”“No problem,” I lied, rising to shake his hand. “I appreciate the discretion of meeting this early.”Jonathan nodded, setting his briefcase on the table. “Discretion is essential at this stage. Especially given the…complications.”“You mean the fact that I’m partnering with my ex’s father to c
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(Ethan)My heart dropped. “How serious?”“Serious enough that they’ve been there all night. Alexander just left to meet them. He called me to tell you.”“I’m on my way,” I told Cara, hanging up. “Jonathan, we’ll have to continue this later. Fleur’s in the hospital.”Jonathan’s expression shifted to concern. “What happened?”“Fever, they’re running tests,” I said, already gathering my documents. “I need to go.”“Of course,” Jonathan agreed. “Family first.”I gave him a pointed look at those words, but said nothing, wondering why Alexander had chosen to call Cara instead of telling me directly.I hurried from the room, my mind racing. Despite our arrangement, Fleur was still my biological daughter. The complicated web of family relationships suddenly felt secondary to her wellbeing.The drive to the hospital took twenty minutes—twenty minutes of worrying, imagining worst-case scenarios, and grappling with my complicated feelings. I’d never expected to care this deeply for a child I’d si
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(Lila)I gripped Nick’s hand as Dr. Parkinson explained the latest test results.“Juvenile idiopathic inflammatory myopathy,” she said, pointing to highlighted areas on the scan. “It’s a rare autoimmune condition that causes inflammation in the blood vessels that supply the muscles and skin.”“What causes it?” Nick asked.“The exact cause is unknown,” Dr. Parkinson explained. “But there’s often a genetic predisposition triggered by environmental factors—possibly a virus or exposure to certain medications or chemicals.”My mind raced, trying to remember if I’d exposed Fleur to anything unusual. Had I missed something? Failed to protect her somehow?“The treatment,” I cut in, desperate for solutions. “What can we do?”Dr. Parkinson’s expression turned serious. “We have several options, ranging from conservative to more aggressive approaches.”She outlined the standard protocol: high-dose corticosteroids to reduce inflammation, followed by immunosuppressants to prevent the immune system
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(Nick)I barked orders to my executive team, adrenaline fueling me despite two sleepless nights at the hospital.“Activate the Murphy clause on all Singapore shipments,” I commanded. “Redirect everything through our Malaysian terminals effective immediately.”Connelly, my head of operations, looked alarmed. “Sir, that’s going to bottleneck our entire Southeast Asian distribution chain. The costs alone—”“Will be absorbed,” I finished for him. “This is non-negotiable.”“But the Montgomery-Baldwin venture hasn’t even launched yet,” Lewis argued. “This seems premature—”“They’ve already secured the regulatory approvals,” I cut in. “They’ll be operational within weeks if we don’t act now.”The executive boardroom fell silent as my team exchanged glances. They knew better than to challenge me when I used this tone.“The Malaysian redirect isn’t sustainable long-term,” Harrison finally said. “Our contracts with—”“I’m not looking for sustainability,” I interrupted. “I’m looking for impact.
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(Nick)The elevator dinged, announcing Cara and James’s arrival. I pasted on a smile as James bounded into the kitchen, his excitement at seeing Fleur home again momentarily overriding the tension.“She looks better!” James declared, carefully touching Fleur’s cheek. “Is she all fixed now?”“She’s doing much better,” Lila assured him. “But she still needs special medicine to stay healthy.”James nodded seriously, climbing onto a chair to watch Fleur more closely. I noticed then that he was wearing his backpack, despite it being Saturday morning.“What’s with the school gear, buddy?” I asked. “Hot date at the library?”Instead of laughing, James hunched his shoulders. “Cara said I should bring my stuff because I might have to do homework while we visit.”Cara gave me a significant look over James’s head. “James has had a difficult week at school.”“What kind of difficult?” Lila asked, immediately concerned.James stared at his hands. “Nothing.”“James,” Cara prompted gently. “Remember
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(Ethan)“Sorry I’m late,” I said. “Work crisis.”“The injunction,” she nodded. “It’s all over the business news.”I followed her inside, noticing the apartment looked different—some of her things had been packed into boxes by the door.“You’re moving?” I asked, heart sinking.“Just organizing,” she said, settling onto the couch. “I needed something to do with all this nervousness.”I sat opposite her, unsure how to begin. “Cara, about what Grace said—”“Let me go first,” she interrupted gently. “I’ve had time to think, and I want to be clear about where I stand.”I nodded, bracing myself.“I love you, Ethan,” she said simply. “I believe you love me too, but I also believe Grace was right—you haven’t fully processed your feelings for Lila.”“I’m trying to,” I assured her.“I know. But trying isn’t the same as succeeding.” Cara folded her hands in her lap. “And here’s the thing—I can’t compete with a ghost. I won’t compete with her.”“You’re not competing—”“Let me finish,” she said fir
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(Ethan)Grace glanced at Cara gratefully. “Your therapist is very wise.”“She helps me when I have bad dreams about the closet,” James said.I tensed, waiting for Grace’s reaction to this direct reference to her abuse. Her face crumpled momentarily before she regained control.“I am so sorry about the closet, James. Whenever I think about putting you in there, I feel sick with shame. No child should ever be treated that way.”“It was dark,” James said softly. “And I cried for you, but you didn’t come.”A tear escaped down Grace’s cheek. “I know. And I will regret that for the rest of my life.”The conversation continued, James gradually asking more questions about their past—each one like a small knife slicing into Grace. She answered everything honestly, never minimizing her actions or making excuses.After about twenty minutes, Dr. Frey suggested a short break. Grace excused herself while James stayed with us.“You’re doing really well,” Cara told James. “How are you feeling?”“Okay
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