Chapter 404 Are You Going to Krigan?
Finn’s steady voice made the private room fall even quieter<b>. </b>
Tess’s palm tightened.
<i>He </i>isn’t wrong.
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“And if we can prove Henry forced the crematorium worker to fake it, not only would it clear Tess’s name, it’d hit Henry hard,” Lyra added quickly.
“So…
Tess met Finn’s eyes.
You may have to go to Krigan yourself,” he said slowly.
“Krigan?”
Tess frowned right away.
From the recording, it seemed the crematorium worker’s wife and kid still lived there. But even if she went, what could she really get out of it?
“Krigan is far from Aetheris,” Finn exined, calm as ever. “It’s a slow town, not much development. Lock Group never built anything major there. Even if I showed up in person, I wouldn’t have the same pull as the Embers. They’re the old money there.”
“<b>But </b>I cut ties with them.”
Tess’s brow stayed tight.
“Krigan’s pretty closed off. I’ve had people shaping the narrative there, keeping things under wraps. And you could always put on a show… If nothing else, your grandmother’s name in Krigan still carries weight. That alone puts you ahead of anyone else.”
Finn’s
eyes
flickered, his heartbeat quickening with a mess of emotions.
For a moment, he saw her grandmother again–proud, unshaken, standing toe–to–toe with his own mother and somehow still pressing her down.
He pulled himself back.
“Think about it. If you’re not willing, I’ll do everything I can to track Shannon’s trail. As for
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your deadline with the press–Lock Group can buy you time. We can slow things down, put on the pressure.”
His voice was rough yet smooth, every word threaded with solutions. The strength in his tone, mixed with that quiet pull of charm, filled the room.
“Give me some time to think,” Tess said softly, lowering her gaze.,
After visiting Gillianst time, Tess had sworn she’d never go back to that ce of heartbreak.
Finn didn’t push her. He simply stood. “It’s your call. I booked this room for the whole day. Stay here, have dinner.”
He didn’t linger and didn’t even try to use it as an excuse to share a meal with them.
With long strides, he left.
Tess’s eyes lingered on the door as it shut tight.
“Geez–this guy just won’t give up, huh?” Raven teased, rubbing her chin.
Lyra knew her temperament well and had always let her have her way, but this time shot her a look and nudged her arm, telling her to drop it.
Raven flopped back into her chair, grabbed the menu, then perked up again, gging down the waiter.
She poked her head back through the door. “So, what do you guys want?”
“Anything’s fine. Order whatever,<i>” </i>Connor said with his usual polite smile.
“Okay!” Raven chirped and vanished again.
“Marc, go with her,” Connor told Marc with a look.
Marc’s head shook so fast it was a blur. But when he caught Connor’s eyes, he hunched down and trudged off after Raven, resigned.
That left just three inside the room.
“Krigan. Are you going?” Connor asked gently. “I could go with you.”
Tess smiled, turning him down. “I probably have to. Even if Finn can use his power to pressure the press, that kind of stunt chips away at my credibility. In a few months, I’m nning to take my brand public, and that kind of shadow isn’t good. And don’t forget–I’m your lead designer
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at Cavrielle. You’re not afraid I’ll stir up more drama for thepany?”
Her tone was light and yful, trying to ease the heaviness Finn had left behind.
“Not afraid.”
Connor shook his head.
Two words, steady and sure, carried weight enough.
Tess’s throat tightened, a warmth running through her chest.
“Then I’ll go with you. We don’t exactly have conflicts of interest,” Lyra offered.
This time, Tess didn’t say no.
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Ever since Lyra had cemented her ce at the top of the Aetheris District Court, her freedom and influence had only grown.
From the intel she’d shared, she was sharp–quick, resourceful, and worldly.
“Alright. We’ll get ready tonight,” Tess said with a firm nod.
“Didn’t I say I don’t want it? Stop ordering food!”
“Then I’ll eat it! Quit being selfish!”
The sounds of bickering squeezed in through the crack of the door.
Marc and Raven stumbled back in, shoving each other like kids.
The three inside rubbed their foreheads.
But soon, none of them could deny–the bistro wasn’t just stylish. The food was surprisingly good, too.
By the time the five of them were stuffed and ready to pay, the hostess at the front desk shook her head with a polite smile. “Mr. Lock already took care of it.”
Sara Lili
<strong>Sara Lili</strong> is a daring romance writer who turns icyndscapes into scenes of fiery passion. She loves crafting hot love stories while embracing the chill of d’s breathtaking cold.