Ronald's words might not seem so heavy at first, but if she listened carefully, Jane would catch the undertone. She quickly added, "Mr. Wells, I didn't mean anything by it. Winter is my artist, so of course I want the best for her." Ronald gave a nod. "Ms. Gordon, go back and wait for some good news."

Jane's eyes sparkled at that. "Thank you, Mr. Wells."

"Don't thank me!" Charles had made it crystal clear: Winter definitely had to be at the annual meeting. Ronald could not help but wonder Noelle was the reason behind that non-negotiable appearance.

The dinner itself was uneventful, with Jane and Suzy treading lightly around each other. Once the plates were cleared and Jane had rushed off for some emergency, Suzy lingered, her gaze flitting towards Ronald. She was clearly holding back words that were fighting to spill out.

Ronald set aside his napkin and narrowed his eyes. "Ms. Atherton, is there something on your mind?"

you giving Winter this chance? If she keeps this up,

blow up?" Ronald challenged, his gaze steady on Suzy.

Her hands balled into fists so tight that her nails bit into her palms, the sting going unnoticed amidst her storm of

would rather see Winter plummet into oblivion, never to claw her way back up. Why else would she abandon her family's empire to

Winter's path be paved while she and Annie were nothing but stepping stones

offered her a thin smile and slid a piece of tissue across the table to her. Suzy's eyes snapped up, a mix of confusion and realization dawning on her as she discovered tears had begun

little as she dabbed at her eyes. "Sorry, I didn't mean to

forward. You know what they say,

long." Suzy meant it. Every single day was a struggle,

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