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?"

outside, not at all surprised to find Steven there. He slipped off his shoes and

him." He pulled out a pack of cigarettes from his pocket but did not light one. Instead, he just rolled one between

when Tania was expecting, ready to start a new chapter with her. However, after they split, the cravings kept coming back. Whenever they hit, he would just play

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

"I've dug up the same

around,

into a frown for some reason.

Steven shared a quick look and then hurried up

eyes, staying alert as he tiptoed to Brandon's bedroom door. The moment he spotted a shadowy

with an immediate attack,

deadly precision. However, Peter was not about to back down. He threw himself into the