The Cherished Wife

Eloise's hands balled into fists. "I'm going to check on the kitchen too!"

With Eloise out of the room, Peter's lips quirked up. "You think the Naylors will really accept her?"

Steven shot Peter a look. "There's nothing I can't handle," he said confidently.

"But she's innocent," Peter protested as he rose to his feet, giving Steven's shoulder a reassuring pat. "Mr. Fischer, there's more than one way to skin a cat, you know. It doesn't have to be..."

"My decisions are final!" Steven cut him off, shrugging off Peter's hand. "You should worry about yourself!" He paused before adding, "Didn't you say your third uncle is about to return? Sir Lennon had always preferred him. They only turned to you when he vanished. Peter, you can't sweat the small stuff when you're playing the long game."

Peter's eyes dimmed with a touch of sadness. "I know." He had always known. Those were the years he had nearly walked away from it all, but they would not let him. "How's everything at the company?"

not at all surprised to find Steven there. He slipped off his shoes and joined the other two men

his face, trying to remember. "The name rings a bell, but I can't quite place him." He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket but did not light one. Instead, he just

habit for good when Tania was expecting, ready to start a new chapter with her. However, after they split, the cravings kept coming back.

Carvonia is that Trevon's been bouncing between there and other places. He tied the knot with Tania, alright, but

nodded in agreement. "I've

looked around, his

frown for some reason. Suddenly, he got up and headed

a quick look and

he could tell right away that something was off. He narrowed his eyes, staying alert as he tiptoed to Brandon's bedroom door.

with an immediate attack,

However, Peter was not about