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    The chill that swept through her was sharp and real. So it really was Amon. Every instinct she’d had was right.


    Her voice wavered, barely above a whisper. “What does he want?” Was Amon out for revenge because Alonzo was in prison?


    But he had imed he didn’t care about his father.


    William’s expression darkened, gaze pinning her in ce. “He wants to pull you to his side. Use you to get at me, maybe even go after Briggs Group itself. And…” His tone dipped, reluctant. “He’s got feelings for you. Real ones. That part isn’t an act.”


    Ste’s stomach turned. The idea of Amon—relentless, calcting Amon—fixating on her like that made her skin crawl.


    William’s hand eased off the steering wheel and found hers where it rested in herp. His touch was warm, grounding, the contrast to everything else that felt so cold. “I’m sorry, Stel,” he said softly. “Between Grandpa’s health and thepany, I…”


    “I should’ve seen thising. I should’ve been there.” Ste stiffened at first, but this time she didn’t pull her hand away.


    When Ste didn’t pull away, William exhaled softly, relief flickering across his face as his fingers tightened just a little around hers.


    “That morning you called, I was in a virtual meeting with overseas board members,” William began, his tone serious and earnest. “The new assistant who picked up didn’t know about you. I should’ve given her a better heads-up.”


    Ste listened, the sincerity in his voice slowly dissolving thest remnants of frustration that had built up in her.


    The anger she’d carried around for days had already started to fade, and now, with William being the first to offer an apology, it seemed almost… unnecessary.


    Her heart softened, and she couldn’t help but feel a slight sting at how quickly she’d jumped to conclusions about him. Maybe she hadn’t given him enough credit.


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    “How’s your grandfather’s health?” Ste asked, her voice quieter now, the tension slowly easing between them.


    William’s expression softened as he nced at her. “He’s stable. Just needs rest. Thanks for asking.”


    The simple exchange of words lifted the weight in the car, and the atmosphere shifted.


    William’s thumb brushed over the back of Ste’s hand, pausing before he spoke again, his tone turning more serious. “Ste, about Nina… Don’t let what she said get to you.”


    Ste’s heart skipped a beat. She hadn’t expected him to bring it up.


    For a moment, she hesitated. How should she even ask this without sounding too intrusive? “So… is there really someone…?”<fn5740> ?????? ???? Find?Novel</fn5740>


    William turned fully to her now, his gaze intense and unwavering. “If I told you that someone is you, would you believe me?”


    His words hit her like a soft wave, stirring emotions she couldn’t quite ce.


    The answer felt so… unexpected.


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