"I'm back in Northborough."

"What?" Cedric Clarke sounded genuinely shocked. "Why on earth did you come back?"

"I want to visit my son."

Cedric paused at that. After a moment, he replied, "You won't be able to get into

the Wentworth family cemetery."

"That's why I'm calling you."

Cedric let out a weary sigh. "Well, for Star's sake, I guess I'll just keep playing the part of the disloyal friend."

Briony pressed her lips together, saying nothing.

"I'll head over now," Cedric said. "If you get there before I do, just wait for me."

"Alright."

After ending the call, Briony turned to gaze out the window, her eyes dark and distant.

...

About half an hour later, the taxi pulled up outside the Wentworth family cemetery.

Briony paid the fare and stepped out into the cool evening air.

Her phone rang inside her bag—it was James.

he sighed. "But they were all taken down within half a day. Just like

she had expected this outcome. "That was just the appetizer. These days, Rosita not only has Stewart protecting her, but Garry as well. She cares a lot about her career.

"What do you mean?"

her climb even higher,"

up. Moments later, she heard a car

Clarke

four years-if anything, he looked a little older,

Cedric gave Briony a quick once-over. "You look much better than you

a faint smile. "I owe that to your help, Dr.

"Don't flatter me. I

smiled softly but

on," Cedric said. "I'll talk to the groundskeeper. But I can't promise he won't report this

I had the nerve to come back to Northborough, I'm ready to face Stewart sooner or

in surprise.

meeting his eyes. "You know, I have help these days-someone powerful. Stewart may

four years. Now that you've reached out, I have to ask-who's

just smiled, giving him

a resigned laugh. “Fine. Given my history with Stewart, I suppose

sometimes it's better you don't know. You're already caught between Star

was taken aback for a moment, then

walked together to her

the small headstone— smaller than any of the others. Her eyes filled

He watched as Briony bowed her head in silent grief. "He was a kind old man. He loved Stewart very much. Your son isn't alone-he's

that

I don't even know what he

her voice breaking. "Every time I see Little Nina's bright smile, I can't help but wonder-if he'd survived,

whispered. "I was so useless. I chose to keep him, but I couldn't protect him. I don't know if he blames me... for saving his sister but not

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