He gave in.
“Will you keep the child safe?”
A gentle light flickered in Nora’s eyes. “As long as you stay out of my life, I will.”
“Alright.”
Daniel stepped back, his arms falling to his sides, defeated and silent.
He watched as the car pulled onto the highway, its taillights swallowed by the night.
A single tear slipped down his cheek.
The autumn night had turned cold; a chill seeped into the air.
Daniel stood there for a long time.
Will approached, cautious and soft-spoken. “Mr. Chambers, should we head home?”
“Yes.”
Daniel answered, but as he turned toward the car, his legs faltered and he nearly stumbled.
Will quickly caught him, feeling the tension in Daniel’s body.
In that moment, Will couldn’t help but pity his employer.
Once inside the car, Daniel’s voice was hoarse and low. “Send someone to follow her. Make sure she’s safe.”
“Yes, sir.”
He hesitated, then added, “No—forget it. Don’t disturb her.”
Daniel closed his eyes.
Louis was with her. What could possibly go wrong?
He had bigger matters to deal with—like the impending alliance between the Chambers and Cooper families.
Louis drove smoothly, and fast.
It was deep into the night by the time Nora, with Payne in her arms, stared at her reflection in the window, wide awake.
She glanced down at her phone.
Hans had sent her an incomplete audio recording—just a handful of clipped sentences: “Pick one,” “Who matters more,” and finally, “Let her go.”
She couldn’t piece together what had happened.
So she texted Hans, asking why Daniel had agreed to let her leave.
He never replied.
As dawn crept into the sky, they finally arrived in Millbrook.
The house Grandma Grace left behind had been kept spotless by caretakers, so they could settle in right away.


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