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I couldn’t focus on the stack of design proposals Henderson had arranged on my desk. The corner office–my father insisted I maintain my own workspace despite my age–felt suffocating today. Floor–to–ceiling windows offered a panoramic view of the Chicago River, but I barely noticed.
All I could think about was her face, her voice, her gentle touch on my hai
Mom.
Henderson entered with a tablet in hand. “Young Master Aiden, I thought you should know–Wright Creatives officially filed for bankruptcy an
hour ago.”
One night. It had taken less than twelve hours for Wright Creatives to crumble after Dad’s strategic moves. Part of it was my doing, but most of
it was Dad’s invisible hand pressing down on it.
I should have cared. I should have felt something about our successful destruction of Cedar’s adoptive family’s business. Instead, my mind could only process one thing since receiving the DNA test results last night.
Cedar was our biological mother.
“Henderson,” I swiveled my chair toward the window, how can I make her my mother legally? Properly?”
Henderson set down his tablet. “The simplest solution would be for Ms. Wight to marry your father and become Mrs. Sterling.”
“But Father resents our biological mother,” I reminded him, the painful truth we’d discovered in fragments over years. “He’s never spoken of her
except with coldness.”
“Mr. Sterling doesn’t know Ms. Wright’s true identity yet,” Henderson pointed out. “If he falls in love with her before discovering who she really is, by then his feelings might be strong enough that he wouldn’t send her way, even after learning the truth.”
I considered this, watching boats navigate the river below. The mathematics of human emotion was always more complex than financial calculations, but Henderson’s logic seemed sound.
‘So we need Father to fall in love with Mom, I concluded, the word ‘mom still new and precious on my tongue.
Henderson nodded. “And make their connection strong enough to withstand the truth when it eventually comes out.
I turned back to my desk, suddenly energized. This was a project worth my attention–far more important than any design proposal.
‘Then that’s exactly what we’ll do.‘
Cedar’s POV
With the design exhibition finally behind us, the chaotic rush at Nest Design had settled into a more manageable pace. I spent the morning organizing all our quarterly reports into a single comprehensive document before heading to Sterling headquarters. As I slid into the back seat of my Uber, I double–checked that I had everything needed for my first quarterly executive meeting since becoming department head.
Sterling Design Group had grown into an empire over the years, with nearly a hundred subsidiaries spanning across the country. When I arrived
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at the towering glass building along the Chicago River, the executive conflence room was already buzzing with activity. Department heads and regional directors clustered in small groups, exchanging pleasantries and industry gossip.
…and then Daisy Black arrived with him this morning…” I caught fragments of conversation as I made my way through the room. “…his childhood friend…always had her eye on…”
I glanced at my watch–ten minutes until the meeting officially began. Needing a moment to collect my thoughts, I stepped out onto the adjacent terrace that overlooked the cityscape of downtown Chicago.
The spring air felt crisp against my face as I gazed at the architectural masterpieces that lined the river. The Sterling building itself was a monument to modern design, with its gleaming façade reflecting the blue ky above.
The sharp click of heels against marble interrupted my moment of tranquility. I turned instinctively toward the sound and saw a stylishly dressed woman walking down the corridor. In her arms was a little girl–unmistakably Aria.
It was Daisy Black.
As if sensing my gaze, the child slowly turned her head. Our eyes met across the distance, and something extraordinary happened. The shadows that seemed to surround her small frame transformed into brilliant light, and her dark, melancholic eyes suddenly filled with something like
wonder.
It was definitely Aria! But why was she with Daisy? After what happened at the restaurant, how could Ridley still trust that woman with his
daughter?
Without thinking, I started walking toward them.
“Ms. Wright, the meeting is about to begin. Where are you going?” Thomas appeared suddenly at my side. He was also here for the meeting.
“Mr. Coleman, just give me two minutes. I’ll be right back,” I said, my eyes still following Aria.
But before I could reach them, Daisy carried Aria into the CEO’s office and closed the door firmly behind them. I froze mid–step.
So Ridley had allowed this. Daisy must truly be special to him if he could forgive her negligence so easily. But it wasn’t my place to judge. Still, I couldn’t help wondering if Aria was truly comfortable with her…
With a strange heaviness in my chest, I followed Thomas back to the conference room in a daze.
“Good morning, everyone, Sterling’s Executive Vice President began from the head of the table. “Mr. Sterling has urgent matters to attend to and won’t be joining us today. I’ll be chairing our quarterly review meeting..
As each subsidiary representative presented their reports, my mind kept difting back to that closed door. Despite my distraction, I managed to deliver a coherent presentation about Nest Design’s quarterly performance when my turn came. The polished Danish minimalist lamp we’d developed had exceeded sales projections by 37%, and our new sustainable materials initiative was gaining traction with eco–conscious luxury
retailers.
Two hours later, the meeting finally concluded. I deliberately took my tim gathering my materials, waiting until everyone else had left the room. As if pulled by an invisible force, I found myself walking toward Ridy’s office.
The door remained closed. I stood there, feeling oddly displaced in the empty corridor.
The EVP had mentioned that Ridley had “urgent matters‘ preventing him om attending the meeting. Was spending time with his childhood
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