Caspian was in his room upon arriving home, thinking about the guy who just called. He laid faceward, legs crossed together. He'd barely gone deep into his thoughts when his phone rang.He glanced at the screen. Jason was calling again.“Any update, Jason?” It was almost three hours apart and he believed Jason had some news to tell him. “Sir, I have the proof you asked for. The man who made that call has been identified, and we have evidence linking him to Orion.”Caspian sat up and leaned his against the bed rest, with a slow smile spreading across his face. “Really?” Excitement sipped in his tone. “Yes, sir. We have the call records, the payment trail, and a statement from someone who helped arrange the contact. The man is a hacker Orion hired to look into whether you or Harry bought his shares.” “Really?” Jason was baffled and even fell his head low, laughing. “So that was the only little trick he could pull? Urgh? Orion and his cliche of foolish people.” These two cracked up l

“Say that again,” Caspian said.Orion straightened his shirt and tried to recover the little dignity he had left.“You heard me. If you're forcing Graycie to live with me, then I want my son. You can't have everything your way.”Caspian took one slow step toward him.“Jett will never be handed directly to you. Never.”Orion's face darkened. “Then Graycie isn't staying here.”“You don't get to decide that.”“Watch me. I'm not taking her, and nobody is going to force me to play husband to a woman I don't want. If you think you can make me accept this arrangement, take me to court. I'll fight you there.”Graycie's head snapped toward him. “Orion, are you serious right now?”He ignored her.“I'm not going to be blackmailed into a relationship. I didn't force her to be with me. She made her own choices.”Graycie stared at him as if she had never seen him before. She was shocked to the very depth. Even in the midst of the cops and with the interim order, he wasn't still taking it in. Ridic

Julia was still inside Orion's house when Caspian made his next move.He had barely settled into the car before Cordelia turned toward him.“Don't tell me you're going to let her walk away after all that nonsense.”Caspian started the engine. “I'm not.”“Then what are we waiting for? We have evidence against Orion, and now his girlfriend has practically announced that she's going to interfere. We should have her arrested and drag her to court too.”Caspian glanced at her. “On what charge?”Cordelia opened her mouth, then closed it.“Fine. We'll find one.”He laughed under his breath.“That's not how it works.”“You know what I mean.”“I do. And I understand why you're angry. But the court isn't the only way to deal with someone who thinks they're above everyone else.”Cordelia studied him, trying to fathom where he was going.That particular smile was back on his face, the one that appeared whenever he had found a way to turn an opponent's confidence against them.“Caspian, what are y

Eight days.That was how long Senator Nestor had before his carefully protected world began to crack.In his office, the senator sat behind his large mahogany desk, examining a document his personal assistant had just placed before him. His reading glasses rested low on his nose, and his fingers moved slowly across the pages.“Are all the invitations ready?” he asked without looking up.“Yes, Senator. We've sent them to everyone on the list.”“Everyone?”“Yes, sir. Government officials, business leaders, international organisations and some of the most influential people in the country. We've also contacted families who have expressed interest in adopting children to come along too.”Nestor nodded with a sheepish smile. “Good. I don't want this year's celebration to be anything less than the previous ones. In fact, I want it to be bigger.”His assistant nodded.“The announcement is already everywhere. Television stations, newspapers and online platforms have begun publicising the eve

He stood beside his office window with his phone pressed to his ear. His secretary had left the room several minutes earlier, but he had not asked her to return. He preferred to handle certain conversations without anyone listening."Yes, I understand," he said. "But the man is serious. He wants a child, and he has the money to support the process."There was a pause.Nestor turned away from the window."No. I haven't promised him anything yet. I told him I would look into it."Another pause followed. His jaw tightened."I know what I'm doing. The anniversary celebration is in eight days. There will be enough people around to make everything look proper. He will meet the children, speak to the adoption officers, and leave satisfied."He listened again, then lowered his voice."Jett is the one he wants. I know. But the boy's father is a problem. I'll deal with that."He ended the call and placed the phone on his desk.For a few seconds, he stood still, thinking.The adoption of Jett co