The Wife Who Erased Us
n was like stepping back into
and fresh flowers. The grand entryway was just as he remembe
ared, their faces a mixture of
e, the head housekeeper who had known him s
motion, her earlier distress repla
wels. And Alfred," she said, turning to the butler, "prepare some fo
e, his eyes wide with wonder.
l smile. "Something
an' s. "We kept your room just as you left it," she said softly.
d with a vibrant jungle scene, and the shelves were lined with every toy a five-year-old could dream of. A
h clothes. Tiny shirts, pants, shoes, and j
n his birthday, we' d buy him clothes for the year ahead. We did
room. It was filled with clothes in Eth
ichard, said from the doorway. He had been silent
force. The years of stubborn pride felt so stupid, so pointless.
cozy sitting room. Leo was happily munching on a sandwich, his feet dangling from
s from him, their fac
op, the debts-I' ll have my people take care of it all. It will be erased by tomorrow. You and
ve wept with gratitude at the thought. But he wasn' t
ok his
said, his
exchanged a
rried face to his father' s powerful one. "Not until this is ove
y nightmare," he corrected himself, knowing they wouldn' t understand the truth of his rebirth, "she was responsible for Leo' s death. She would have killed
ose her, to strip away her lies in front of
esperate man she can dismiss. I need to face her on my terms." He l
ruthless businessman, a titan of the tech industry who didn't get whe
n Richard' s eyes. It was the look he got before a hos
grandson?" he asked, hi
" Eth
t my son
Ye
ncern were gone, replaced by the cold fury o
ll have your justice. You'
t the black Escalade ready. And have Marcus and his team mee
head of security. He and his men will go with you.
sion, nodded her support. "Go, Ethan. Do what you have
to stay here with Grandma and Grandpa for a little whi
f sandwich, nodded ha
father placed a heavy
e her, I want you to remember something. You are not the man who runs a li
k credit card. The Cen
ing hell do