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Could there really be a connection between the two?
Ethan’s expression changed the moment Madeline said it.
Judson turned to him, his irritation barely contained.
Ethan quickly said, “It has nothing to do with Lillian
“Shut the hell up.”
Judson’s <b>re </b>shut him down before the sentence <b>finished</b>.
“I’m telling <b>you</b>, Lillian has nothing-
“Go. Call his assistant,” <b>Judson </b>snapped, not interested in hearing another word.
Now that Madeline had brought it up, he was starting to think <b>she </b>was right–this might really <b>have </b>something to do <b>with </b>
Lillian
That Reed family girl really is something. A full–blown disaster wrapped in a dying body.
Judson looked to the butler. “Tell <b>him </b>I’ll personally <b>send </b>Lillian to <b>him</b>.”
“Father!”
Ethan instantly panicked.
The butler nodded. “Yes, sir.”
Her
Judson had no interest in further discussion. He cast Ethan a cold, warning look and turned to go upstairs.
Ethan made to follow, but Madeline stopped him. “If <b>you </b>actually want Lillian to survive this, you’d better settle down.”
This was no time for tantrums.
The Keene family was standing at the edge of a cliff. If things weren’t handled right, it’d be the end of <b>them</b>.
And Lillian? The family <b>had </b>never nned to ept her in the first ce. The fact that <b>Ethan </b>had been getting so close to her these days–Madeline had long since had enough<b>. </b>
<b>Now </b><b>that </b><b>Judson </b><b>was </b>handling things himself, and if the Luke heir really <b>was </b><b>involved</b>, then <b>there </b><b>was </b>no choice but to cut
<b>She </b>gathered her <b>dog </b><b>into </b>her <b>arms </b><b>and </b><b>headed </b>upstairs.
“<b>Mom</b>” Ethan called after her.
Madeline paused and looked back. “Ethan, that man holds the one thing that could destroy us”
Ethan’s voice trembled. “What if it’s not because of Lillian?”
He was desperate.
Lillian was too weak to go through anything like <b>this</b><b>. </b>
Madeline didn’t answer She didn’t even look at him again–just kept walking with her dog
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Ste hadn’t eaten much for dinner
By ten–thirty, she was rolling around in bed, too hungry to sleep
Eventually, she snuck <b>downstairs </b>to find something to eat.
she hadn’t expected to see Abraham in the living room
<b>Abel </b>was
was there too.
She only heard a single sentence. “Sir, Judson’s butler just called. He said he wants to send Lillian to you,”
She was halfway down the <b>stairs </b>when she heard it–and immediately lost her footing<b>, </b>slipping two steps down.
If she hadn’t grabbed the railing, she would’ve tumbled all the way.
<b>Abraham </b>looked up at the noise and saw her gripping the railing, wide–eyed and shaken.
His gaze darkened. He put down theptop on his legs and strode toward her.
Without saying a word, he scooped her up. “You’re a <b>grown </b>woman. How do <b>you </b>still trip on stairs?”
Ste pouted.
It’s not my fault—what Abel just said was horrifying.
The Keene family wanted to send Lillian to Abraham? What the hell did that even mean?
Were they trying to bribe him? Trade a woman for influence?
And of all people, they picked <b>a </b><b>half</b>–dead girl like Lillian? Was that supposed to be ttering or an <b>insult</b>?
Abraham carried her down the stairs.
Noticing her in a thin sleep dress<b>, </b>he grabbed his coat off the couch <b>and </b>tossed it to her.
Ste <b>caught </b>it and wrapped herself up.
It still had <b>a </b>bit of Abraham’s warmth.
What are you doing up sote?” Abraham asked.
Ste hesitated
Finished
She wanted to say she was hungry–but didn’t know if he’d let her eat. He was <b>usually </b>strict aboutte–night food. He always had rules about what to eat and when.
But she was seriously starving tonight.
I’m hungry
She looked pitiful as she
– just two sin all words.
Abraham raised an eyebrow. “You ate plenty at dinner”
Sure, she only had one bowl of rice–but she ate a lot of side dishes. It wasn’t a <b>light </b><b>meal </b>
Ste blinked up at him, eyes big and watery.
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Abel couldn’t stand to watch.
“Should I tell the kitchen to make something?”
The poor girl looked hall dead from hunger.
Finished
Abraham was strict with her food intake–Abel had always known that. Honestly, from what he remembered, Ste probably never got to eat her fill
Just as the words left Abel’s mouth, bam shot him a look.