Althea’s eyes widened in disbelief. “Then why would she want to work with us? Is she trying to use this as an excuse to get revenge for her brother?”
Zachary chuckled. “Not every sibling pair gets along as well as we do. Some brothers and sisters are little better than strangers. Besides, we can’t even be sure she knows I had anything to do with her brother’s death.
The moment she brought up working together, it was all about taking Lindsay down. That tells you where her true priorities lie—her supposed target is Lindsay, but let’s be honest, it’s really all about Yves.”
Suddenly, the pieces clicked into place for Althea. Of course—it was just a classic case of women competing for the same man.
“But I have to admit, I was surprised when she so confidently claimed she’s the only one who can help you walk again. She seems smart enough not to dig her own grave.”
“Wait, you don’t seriously believe she can cure me, do you? She even admitted she’s just a film student at Skyrim University,” Althea scoffed, unconvinced that this naïve girl could do anything impressive.
“She probably can’t do it herself,” Zachary replied, thinking it through. “But maybe she knows someone who can, and that’s why she made such a bold promise.”
“Either way, I’m not buying it.”
“You don’t have to.” Zachary’s voice was reassuring. “The medical team I brought in will be here soon to check on you. With me around, you have nothing to worry about.”
“You’re the best.” Althea nuzzled into his chest, her face glowing with happiness.
“Oh, by the way, has your husband come back yet? Is he taking good care of you?” Zachary asked, changing the subject to York.
Althea’s smile grew even sweeter, her whole demeanor softening. “York comes to see me every single day, and he never complains about me being paralyzed. I keep telling you, love can grow with time. Even if he did once have feelings for Olivia, those are bound to fade eventually.”
“Well, as long as you’re happy, that’s all that matters.” Zachary knew more than he let on, but seeing Althea so blissfully content, he just couldn’t bring himself to shatter her dreams.
Sometimes, letting someone believe in a beautiful lie is kinder than forcing them to face the truth.
“Zachary.” Just then, one of Zachary’s bodyguards stepped into the room.


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