THE HEIR'S REVENGE

chapter 32

After a hectic day with Daniel Pierce, I got home around half past three, tired. I sat in the backseat for a moment after the car had stopped.

The afternoon sun was shining brightly and perfectly.

I was still thinking about Daniel.

If I wasn't smart and quick enough he would have played me.

A guy that I considered family was willing to put me through pain. I was still questioning what his visit meant. It could be anything at all.

Didn't he know that talking like that could cause problems for him especially when lots of rooms these days had recorders?

Or was this also among his plans.

Anyways, whatever it was. Henry already had the recording secured and the legal team was reviewing it in case Daniel decides to pull a dirty stunt.

Did Victoria send him or was he working on his own?

I didn't want to believe that Victoria had sent him. Victoria was not as razzed as he was. She was always well laid out, careful and competent.

But it could still have been her. She never does anything directly but you'd know her approach because her fingerprints would be all over it.

It also meant that they were out of options so she was reaching out for what she could. I sighed as I got out of the heart.

Thinking and racking my brain would actually do nothing for me.

Lily was in the living room when I arrived. She was lying on the carpet using her colouring books. The Nanny was seated, reading on the coach, relaxed.

I was happy about that.

After that day at school, Mrs. Park almost had a heart attack and I was afraid she would never resume work again.

Lily looked up when she heard my footsteps.

“You're back early.” She said, since she knew my usual time of returning.

“I finished my meeting early.” I nodded.

She looked at my face longer, just like the normal way she died when she had something to inspect there.

She must have caught me looking at her very detailed colouring of a castle.

“Do you like it?” She asked, obviously expecting a compliment.

“It is very.. very purple.” I struggled with a great description for the picture.

“Of course, castles are purple in colour too.”

I stood there for a long while, watching her. It was just so peaceful and serene.

Lily was just too precious to me and I wasn't going to let anyone, not even Damiel hurt her. She simply brought light into my life.

I imagined Daniel going back to the Pierce house reporting to his mother about how bad the conversation with me went. She must be waiting to hear some good news but would be so disappointed.

They had tried to bet on me but nothing was working. Yes, the tabloids were still there. People were asking why Ethan Blackwell was seeing his step brother's wife. Yes the public had so many questions to ask but that was it.

No one was going to drag me out of my house to answer such questions. And by the way I didn't care about what people said.

Every time the Pierce family would try to use something as a leverage to reach me but they never got to me.

Maybe Victoria was feeling nervous now.

“Brother.” Lily called me.

“You are thinking again.”

“Mmm.” She noticed it again.."What thinking face?" It tried to cover up.

She then demonstrated it to me. There was a slight furrow between her brows, her eyes were focused on nothing in particular and her jaw was set.

It was exactly as accurate as my face was whenever I was worried.

“I'm fine.” I smiled.

“But that is what you always say.” She said, “Color me.” She offered me a pink crayon.

I glared at the crayon. Maybe I should take it and just try to clear my head instead of going to my study to do more thinking and analysing. Maybe I should take some rest today.

I sat down on the carpet beside her and took the crayon. “Which section should I take?”

She pointed to the castle's tallest tower.

"Purple?" I asked.

"What else," she said.

I nodded and went to work.

Henry found me at the study two hours ago. It was 7pm at night and Lily had eventually fallen asleep on the couch. Mrs. Park carried her with a precision that only years of experience would do. She carried her to her room and didn't even flex a muscle.

I came to the study to make some move on the Legal assessment, when someone knocked.

“Come in.”

He entered, closing the door behind him. He was carrying a sheet of paper which he dropped in front of me.

It was a transcript of a message.

“It is a private message received through the Blackwell Corporation's general contact system. According to what we found out, it was sent from a personal email address.”

*My name is Marcus Pierce. I need to speak with Ethan privately. I have information about his mother that he needs to hear. Please pass this to him directly. I will not contact again if he does not wish to meet.*

I read it twice.

Then I pushed it back across the desk toward Henry.

"No," I said.

Henry left the paper where it was. "Young master..”

“I said no and I don't want to hear about it.” I went back to my work. “I have enough work to do instead of listening to a man who couldn't care enough for his child. Why should go when all he would say was that he's sorry.”

First it was Emma, asking for forgiveness, then Sophia wanting to meet me. Then, there is Marcus.

“That might not be the reason why he wants to meet you.”

“I'm sure it is.” I talked about it with Daniel. “His business is failing. He's losing everything and looking for ways to make himself useful. I'm not interested in whatever business he has.”

Henry was quiet.

“Read the second line again.”

I looked at it. “I have information about his mother that he needs to hear.”

“He says needs not wants.” Henry said.