Briony answered the phone when Ferdinand called.

They arranged to meet at a café downstairs from her studio.

Ever since Briony learned about Ferdinand's connection to Stewart, she'd grown noticeably more distant with him.

And Ferdinand, of course, had picked up on it.

They chose a table by the window.

Outside, traffic streamed past in a constant blur; inside, soft music drifted through the air.

A server brought their drinks.

Briony had ordered a black coffee-no milk, no sugar-the textbook choice for a much-needed pick-me-up.

Ferdinand, ever the health-conscious doctor, opted for a glass of lemon water.

He couldn't hide his mild surprise when he saw her with the coffee.

"Coffee isn't exactly good for you, you know.

calm and reserved. "Mr. Ellsworth, if you have something to say, please get to

looked at her, his

this moment, but now that he could feel

back to the Wentworth family. I'm reclaiming my place." Ferdinand's eyes searched hers, his tone soft.

cool, her

divorced. The Wentworths' business isn't mine

you deserved to know first." Ferdinand managed a bitter smile. "After all, Mario

power." Briony's tone was icy. "That way, Mario could finally come

out a sigh. "It's not just

That made Briony pause.

him." Ferdinand went on, "Truth is, I never wanted to fight for the inheritance. Bryn, it's because of

eyes at him. "What

breath. "It goes back to

of them,

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