"You-you really think this kind of life canst? You''re with Waldo, but you''ll never have a real ce in his life. Sooner orter, he''ll toss you aside just like all the


    others!"


    Ottilie gave a coldugh. "So what? It''s not like I''ve never been tossed aside before."


    "You-!" Melody was so furious she couldn''t form a retort. She whirled around and stormed out.


    Ottilie refused to help, and Madeline unleashed her anger on Melody. Melody was seething, but with her husband still bedridden, she couldn''t bring herself to leave him. She clenched her teeth and endured Madeline''s venting.


    Even now, Madeline still wouldn''t give up on Mack.


    She''d rather sell Kensington Holdings than lose thest heir of the family.


    In the end, Kensington Holdings was bought out by Mr. Seven. Of the proceeds, Madeline kept five million for herself and gave the rest to Waldo.


    As far as Madeline was concerned, as long as Mack was alive, the Kensingtons still had a chance to rise again.


    After the press conference, Mack followed the crowd out of the building.


    A white Bentley pulled up at the curb.


    Briony stepped out and headed straight for the entrance.


    Mack frowned, stopping in his tracks, his eyes following Briony''s every move.


    What is she doing here?


    Keeping hisposure, Mack trailed after her.


    Briony had barely set foot in the lobby when she noticed Keith approaching.


    "Ms. Kensington, apologies—I just came from the press conference, and I''m afraid I couldn''t greet you properly at the door," Keith said with a courteous handshake.


    Briony''s lips curved in a faint smile. "Mr. Dous, you''re far too polite."


    "Shall we head upstairs?"


    "Of course."


    Keith and Briony walked side by side into the executive elevator.


    Mack lingered in a shadowed corner, watching the elevator doors slowly slide shut.


    Briony and Keith know each other?


    What''s going on here?


    Could it be that Briony was involved in the sale of Kensington Holdings too?


    Mack clenched his fists, his gaze darkening.


    Well yed, Briony. Well yed.


    In the CEO''s office, Keith invited Briony to sit and asked his assistant to bring tea and pastries.


    The young assistant set the refreshments down and slipped out.


    Keith regarded Briony respectfully. "Ms. Kensington, is there something you''d like to instruct us about today?"


    Briony smiled serenely. “It''s the first official day of operations-I had toe see it for myself. But honestly, running apany''s not my area of expertise. I''ll be counting on you, Mr. Dous."


    "You''re too humble. You''re ourrgest shareholder-I just work for you." Briony pulled a document from her bag and handed it to him. "Take a look." Keith nced over the document, and surprise flickered across his face.


    "I used to own sixty-one percent; Mr. Seven had thirty-nine. Now, I''m transferring ten percent of my shares to you. That makes you a shareholder too," Briony said, her tone serious.


    "I can''t ept this." Keith set the papers down. "Ms. Kensington, the sry and bonuses you and Mr. Seven give me are more than generous. I can''t just take shares for free."


    "It''s not really free," Briony replied. "Working for someone else and working for yourself are two very different mindsets. If you have real skin in the game, you''ll be twice as motivated."


    "I''d give my all even without shares."


    "Take them." Briony


    stood, her voice


    gentle but firm. "Mr. Seven and I can spare ten percent. Just treat this as a gesture a sign of trust. Of course, check thest use-if you vite any terms, you''ll not only have to return the shares, but also pay a hefty penalty."


    Keith fell silent.


    Well. That''s business for you.


    Briony''s eyes sparkled with good humor. "Good luck, Mr. Dous."


    "...Thank you," Keith managed.


    After leaving Zenith Group, Briony drove to Pearbrook Mansion.


    The renovations were at the wiring and plumbing stage. It was a full-service contract, but whenever she had time, she liked to check in personally. If she was swamped, James would go in her stead.


    By the time she finished her walkthrough and got back to Skybreeze Retreat, the sun was already setting.


    She parked in the garage and headed inside.


    James, in the middle of making tea, paused and looked up. "Hey, Bryn! You''re


    back!"


    Briony stopped short, noticing Ste Joyner sitting beside James. She hadn''t expected to find her there.


    Ste was looking at her too.


    Sisters with a long and tangled history, it only took one look for Briony to know-


    Ste had gotten her memory back.