After investigating. Thalia learned the full story behind the knife attack. The assant, Henry Harrison, was the owner and legal representative of a privatepany. After losing a contract dispute where Daniel represented the opposing party, the court had frozen Harrison’spany ounts.


    When Daniel uncovered evidence of Harrison mixing personal andpany assets, the court seized his properties. Simultaneously, his wife had run off with another man, taking what remained of their money.


    Pushed to the edge, Harrison med the firm’swyers for his downfall, leading to his violent rampage.


    Fortunately, Daniel survived the surgery and was now stable.


    Following the incident, the firm established a dedicated security office. Two muscr guards took up position – Thalia knew they were Asher’s chosen bodyguards for her protection.


    Meanwhile, Drake spent two weeks recovering in the hospital. He repeatedly tried calling Thalia from his assistant’s phone, but she never answered or visited.


    He found himself staring at the door constantly, holding his breath whenever it opened, hoping to see her. But she never came.


    He tortured himself reying images of Thalia with Asher, the pain like a physical wound.


    Finally discharged, Drake couldn’t wait any longer. If Thalia wouldn’te to him, he’d go to her.


    Walking to the parking lot with his assistant and Sienna nking him, Drake asked, “Is everything arranged with Sterling Industries?”


    “Yes, sir. Their CEO will attend a g next Friday at 8 PM. I’ve secured an invitation.”


    “What’s the asion?”


    “A wee party for his cousin. She’s just returned to London, and he’s using it to introduce her to


    society.”


    Sienna tried linking her arm through Drake’s, but he subtly pulled away. Her face tightened – he’d never rejected her touch before. In New York, they’d been inseparable, passionate. Hading to London changed everything? Was he still thinking about Thalia?


    “Drake, why-”


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    “How old is Sterling’s cousin?” Drake interrupted.


    “Mid–twenties, I believe.”


    “Any details?”


    “Sorry sir, her information is protected.”


    Drake nodded. If Alexander Sterling wanted to protect someone’s privacy, no amount of digging would


    uncover it.


    “However,” his assistant added, “I heard she’s getting engaged in two weeks. Mr. Sterling is very


    protective of her. A generous engagement gift might help smooth negotiations.”


    Drake considered this. Winning over a young woman would be easier than convincing Sterling directly.


    “Stop at the shops ahead,” Drake instructed the driver,


    “Shopping for the cousin’s gift?” Sienna smiled. “I’ll help – I know what women our age like.”


    As they pulled up, Drake said simply, “Get out.”


    Sienna stepped out, expecting Drake to follow. Instead, the car pulled away, leaving her and the assistant standing bewildered on the sidewalk.


    When Drake’s car reached Thalia’s building, he saw her entering with Asher.


    He rushed after them but security stopped him.


    “ID and apartment number, sir?”


    Drake tried to force his way past. The guard held firm: “Stop or I’ll call the police.”


    “Let me in!” Drake’s face contorted, veins standing out on his forehead. His mind tortured him with


    images of Thalia and Asher together.


    Three years of dating, and he’d never been intimate with her. The thought of Asher having what he


    couldn’t drove him mad.


    “Let me through!” he roared, swinging at the guard.


    The guard called for backup. Though Drake fought furiously against two men, he was eventually


    subdued.


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    As the police led him away, Thalia and Asher, unaware of the chaos behind them, had already disappeared into the building.