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Tinsley said, “My sister has a social event tonight, so she’ll be working late at the office. Please bring her dinner.”
Tatum nodded. “Okay.”
Tinsley stepped into the elevator.
As she turned around, she saw that Tatum had already walked away.
She smiled to herself and murmured, “When will I meet a man who only has eyes for me?”
Elora had found Tatum. Even if they weren’t officially together yet, they only had eyes for each other.
Before long, they would definitely become a couple. As long as neither family objected, they could have a happy and loving relationship.
Thinking about her own family’s situation, Tinsley couldn’t help but worry. Would Elora and Tatum really be able to make it work?
Elora couldn’t marry far away. Even after marriage, she would still have to manage the Ormond family’s business. Her responsibilities would be heavy, and she’d need both her husband and in-laws to understand and support her.
The York family had a great reputation, but reputation alone wasn’t enough—no one knew what they were really like behind closed doors.
Tinsley considered persuading the elders to take a trip to Wiltspoon. It would be even better if she could convince Elora to go as well. Once she was there, she could get a deeper understanding of the York family.
But then she thought about how Elora handled things—she never let the elders dictate her choices.
With that in mind, Tinsley let go of her worries.
Their relationship was their own to figure out.
She didn’t need to interfere.
Tatum knocked on the door of the president’s office.
“Come in,” Elora’s voice came from inside.
Tatum pushed the door open.
“Miss, it’s time for dinner. Let’s eat first.”
He walked over and placed the meal on Elora’s desk before tidying up her workspace, making sure nothing would distract her while she ate.
Tatum had a firm rule—when eating, one should focus on the food and not think about work. That was the only way to truly appreciate the flavors and ingredients.
Only Tatum would dare to say something like that to her.
He had the confidence of the sixth young master of the York family, combined with exceptional cooking skills and a successful business of his own.
Besides, Elora valued capable people. She respected him, and in turn, she was tolerant of his boldness.
Even so, Tatum remained respectful. He never crossed the line.
That was one of the things Elora liked about him.
“Miss, wash your hands and eat first. I’ll go rinse some fruit,” Tatum said.
He had also brought fresh fruit, ready for her to enjoy after dinner.
He always made sure she ate fruit about half an hour after meals.
“Alright, I’m actually hungry.”
Seeing the meal he brought, Elora realized just how much energy she had burned working all afternoon.
She went to the small tea room to wash her hands, then casually asked, “Have you eaten yet?”
“I’ll eat later,” Tatum replied as he rinsed the fruit. “Freshly cooked food tastes best when it’s hot.”
Elora hesitated for a moment before saying, “Starting tomorrow, make an extra portion—we’ll eat together.”
He always waited for her to finish eating before having his own meal.
Ever since Tatum started taking care of her meals, her stomachaches had almost disappeared. He made sure she ate on time, and with three proper meals a day, her health had improved.
But she couldn’t let him develop stomach problems just because he was taking care of hers.
More than that, she noticed he would always stay with her until she finished eating, waiting at least half an hour before leaving.
Sometimes, they’d chat about family matters. She liked listening to him talk about his family and brothers.
Even though some of them were just cousins, they were incredibly close—closer than most blood-related brothers.
And she liked that about him.
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Afraid that Tatum might refuse, Elora added, “I don’t eat well when I’m alone. I have a much better appetite when someone eats with me.”
Tatum knew she was saying that on purpose, worried he wouldn’t agree. But how could he refuse? This was exactly what he wanted.
“Alright, Miss. I’d be happy to eat with you from now on.”
“Now, go eat first. I’ll have the fruit ready in a moment.”
Elora glanced at him but said nothing before heading out.
In the past, unless she had a special event, she would go straight back to the lounge after dinner to rest. She never paid much attention to having fruit after meals.
But now, without realizing it, Tatum had changed some of her small habits.
These little changes gave her a bit more rest and improved her health.
Soon, Tatum came out with the prepared fruit.
He had sliced the fruit and arranged the pieces into the shape of a phoenix with its wings spread wide, using smaller, uncut fruits as finishing touches.
“In such a short time, you actually made a phoenix?”
Elora couldn’t help but admire his skill.
Tatum smiled. “It’s pretty simple.”
“I almost don’t want to eat it—it looks too good.”
“Don’t hold back. I can make plenty of designs. If the plate is big enough, I could even create a whole landscape painting.”
“When you have time, I’ll give you a big plate and let you make one for me,” Elora said with interest.
Tatum chuckled. “If you like, I can actually paint a landscape for you. My skills aren’t bad.”
“Really? Then you should paint a few for me when you’re free. I love landscape paintings. I used to paint too. Before I took over the family business, I used to paint in my spare time. But ever since I took over, I’ve been so busy that I haven’t touched a brush in years.”
“But I’m not great at landscapes. My specialty is painting flowers.”
“And portraits. I love painting ancient beauties the most.”
Tatum picked up another pair of chopsticks and helped her with the food.
Elora was used to eating alone. Sometimes, Tinsley would join her, and when she did, Tatum would always prepare two sets of bowls and chopsticks.
Tonight, Tinsley wasn’t around, so it was just the two of them.
“You’re good at exactly what I’m not,” Tatum said with a smile. “I can’t paint ancient beauties well, but I can do a pretty good job with modern ones.”
Their family was full of handsome men and beautiful women.
Having grown up around them, Tatum had plenty of inspiration. With his skills, painting lifelike portraits of them was effortless.
He recalled his early days of learning to paint, when he used to practice by sketching his mother. Back then, she was still young, beautiful, and carried the elegance of a true lady of the house.
As the youngest son—several years younger than his eldest brother—he had always been deeply cherished by his parents.
Whenever he wanted to paint, his mother would willingly sit as his model for hours.
His eldest brother, on the other hand, was more skilled in painting animals—he especially loved drawing dragons and eagles.
But his brother rarely painted.
And now, he painted even less. Tatum figured the only way he’d see his eldest brother pick up a brush again was if he retired.
Speaking of which… Wasn’t his sister-in-law about to give birth?
“What are you thinking about?” Elora suddenly asked, pulling him from his thoughts.
She had noticed he was lost in thought.
As expected of the head of the Ormond family—her sharp eyes caught everything.
“I was thinking about my brother and sister-in-law,” Tatum admitted. “She should be giving birth soon. Once my nephew is born, Miss, I’d like to take a few days off to go back home. He’ll be my first nephew—the first child of our York family’s next generation.”
Tatum was about to become an uncle. He had to be there.
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Elora asked, “When is your sister-in-law due?”
She didn’t have a backup private chef. If Tatum took a few days off, she could manage, but if he needed an extended leave, she might not approve it.
Serenity was pregnant. Elora had learned about the York family’s situation through a close friend. As Tatum’s sister-in-law, it was only natural for him to want to visit his nephew.
“I’m not sure,” Tatum replied. “I asked my eldest brother, and he estimated about two months. But it could be earlier or later—hard to say. I’ll go back when she’s in the hospital, and once she’s discharged and resting at home, I’ll return to work. Then, when the baby turns one month old, I’ll definitely go back for two days. After all, he’s my nephew—the first child of our York family’s next generation.”
Elora considered his request before responding. “If you only need two or three days off, that’s fine. But if it’s longer than three days, I may not approve it. You know how picky I am—that’s why I keep changing chefs. Right now, I’m very satisfied with you, and I’ve gotten used to your cooking. I can’t stand the idea of you being away too long.”
She made a mental note to hire two more private chefs and rotate them in shifts. That way, if someone needed time off, she wouldn’t be left without meals.
Tatum reassured her, “It won’t be more than three days. As the younger brother-in-law, I just need to visit my sister-in-law at the hospital. My eldest brother will take care of everything else. There’s nothing for us to worry about. I mainly want to see the baby. Since Rowan’s birth, there hasn’t been a newborn in the York family for over ten years. I really want to meet him. When he turns one month old, I’ll go back for two days—just enough to greet the guests and then fly back to work the next afternoon.”
Tatum knew better than to take too much time off. His future wife was particular, and if he was gone too long, she might replace him with another chef.
“Don’t worry, Miss. I’ve been teaching Andy and the others. They’re professional chefs, and with my guidance, they can already prepare meals that meet your standards. While I’m away, Andy will take care of your meals and make sure you won’t go hungry.”
Andy was the head chef for the Ormond family’s main household. Since Elora rarely ate at home, Andy was usually in charge of the family’s daily meals.
However, ever since Tatum arrived, Andy’s workload had significantly lightened.
After working together for months, Tatum had come to understand Andy’s personality—steady, humble, and always eager to improve. Andy often sought advice, and Tatum willingly guided him, not just him but any chef who asked.
Tatum never worried about others surpassing him.
Because he learned from them too.
Besides, anyone working for the Ormond family, even a gardener, had to go through rigorous background checks before being hired. People with questionable character simply couldn’t make the cut.
So, he wasn’t worried about Andy taking his place.
Elora’s trust in him had deepened, especially after she learned his true identity. She had grown to appreciate him even more.
She wanted to say that no matter how well Andy followed his recipes, it wouldn’t be the same. His cooking had a personal touch—perhaps because her attitude toward him was different.
But when the words reached her lips, she stopped herself.
Instead, after a moment of thought, she said, “That’s fine. When your nephew turns one month old, I’ll see if I can adjust my schedule and squeeze in a trip to Wiltspoon with you. I need to check out the market there anyway. And while I’m there, I’d like to visit your grandmother.”
A hint of admiration flashed in her eyes.
“I’ve been growing more and more curious about her. I asked Rosie, and she said Grandma York is a legendary figure. I admire her greatly. When the time comes, I’ll probably trouble you and your family.”
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Tatum smiled knowingly. “Miss, if you come with me to my nephew’s full moon banquet, my whole family will be overjoyed. They’ll welcome you warmly.”
If Elora went with him, his family would see her as his future wife and treat her accordingly.
But Tatum didn’t say that out loud.
He and Elora weren’t at the stage where they could openly talk about love.
That was fine. He wasn’t in a hurry. He would take his time, warming her heart little by little—just like slowly heating water for a frog. Eventually, everything would fall into place naturally.
Elora raised an eyebrow and teased, “Your sister-in-law hasn’t even given birth yet, and you’re already calling the baby your nephew? Are you all hoping for a boy? I heard from Rosie that your family elders are actually wishing for a girl.”
Tatum let out a small, bitter smile. “Miss Fowler has been to Wiltspoon, so she knows my family well. She also knows how much my elders want a granddaughter. To outsiders, the York family might seem untouchable, but for some reason, every woman who marries into our family ends up having sons. There hasn’t been a daughter in three generations. My grandmother, my mother, and my aunt have spent their whole lives hoping for a girl, but it never happened.”
He sighed and continued, “Now, the pressure is on our generation. My grandmother says there are nine of us grandsons, and we’re all married. That means she has nine granddaughters-in-law, so there’s more hope than ever. She’s counting on us to finally give her a great-granddaughter. But my eldest sister-in-law is almost certainly having a boy. The elders say her belly is pointed, and Sonny keeps calling the baby his little brother. So, I’m not even daring to hope for a niece. But whether it’s a nephew or a niece, this baby is still the first of the next generation. That alone makes him special.”
Elora smiled. “If anyone in your family ever has a daughter, she’s going to be treated like a princess.”
“Of course,” Tatum agreed. “She’d be adored by everyone. I love soft, sweet little girls.”
His eyes lingered on Elora for a moment, filled with a quiet longing.
As much as he liked the idea of a niece, what he really wanted was for he and Elora to have a daughter—one who was just as beautiful and charming as her mother.
Elora came from a family with many daughters, the complete opposite of the Yorks.
Maybe if he married her, they’d finally break the cycle.
Maybe their daughter was just waiting for the right time to arrive.
But first, he needed to win over his future wife. Thinking too far ahead wouldn’t do him any good.
Pulling himself back to reality, Tatum said, “If we don’t get a niece, I just hope our nephews will all be as smart, sweet, and well-behaved as Sonny. I haven’t seen him in a long time—I miss that little guy.”
Elora tilted her head curiously. “Who’s Sonny?”
Tatum chuckled. Elora was always so busy, she never kept track of all the names he mentioned. But he was patient.
“Sonny is my eldest sister-in-law’s nephew,” he explained. “She helped raise him, and he still lives at my eldest brother’s house. My brother and sister-in-law take care of him. He’s an adorable, smart kid—charming, quick-witted, and so well-behaved. Everyone loves him. Miss, when you visit my family, you’ll get to meet him. I guarantee you’ll like him. He’s a lot like Alonzo—just a couple of years younger.”
Tatum had a soft spot for Alonzo. It wasn’t just because he was Elora’s younger brother, but because he reminded him so much of Sonny—bright, well-mannered, and effortlessly lovable.
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Elora smiled. “Every time you talk about your family, I feel restless, like I need to see it for myself.”
She was too embarrassed to admit the thought that had crossed her mind more than once: I’m even starting to imagine being part of your family.
Tatum had always been good to her.
Tinsley often teased her, saying that whenever Tatum looked at her, there was a light in his eyes—that he was here for her.
In a way, he was.
But realistically, it was because of his cooking. Elora had high standards and wanted a private chef. That was why Tatum had come.
At the end of the day, he was here for his craft.
Still, there were moments when she caught him looking at her with an intensity that made her wonder… Is he feeling something for me?
But she always brushed those thoughts aside.
The reality was simple: Their relationship was like that of a chef and his patron.
Tatum was good to her because she was his boss. She had a refined palate and could critique his dishes, helping him refine his skills.
He was a man who lived for cooking.
Beyond that, he didn’t seem to have any other major passions.
After months of working together, all she truly knew about him was his dedication to the culinary arts.
There was one more thing—Tatum came from a wealthy family, had been well-educated since childhood, and carried himself with grace and discipline.
He treated everyone with kindness, rarely lost his temper, and was the embodiment of sophistication.
If not for the sheer distance between their families, Tatum would have been the perfect husband in Elora’s eyes.
What a shame.
She sighed internally. The York family was in Wiltspoon, over 2,000 kilometers away from her home. Even by plane, it was a long trip. After landing, there was still a one-to-two-hour car ride to the York estate.
It was too far.
Her responsibilities were too heavy.
Her parents were aging, and her younger brother was still young. She couldn’t marry that far away. She couldn’t abandon everything she had worked so hard for—especially the family business.
For years, she had fought to strengthen the Ormond family’s empire, to stabilize it, to expand it.
If she left, even if her younger sisters took over, there would be turmoil.
And that was something she couldn’t allow.
Unless…
Unless Tatum was willing to come to her instead.
But that was unrealistic.
The Yorks were an elite family, and Tatum—the sixth young master—was the younger brother of the family’s head.
Why would he ever leave all of that behind?
Elora felt a pang in her heart but pushed it down.
“Miss, my family will always welcome you,” Tatum said, placing another dish on her plate. “Now, eat up before the food gets cold. It won’t taste as good if it’s not fresh.”
The office was heated, but without it, the meal would have gone cold long ago.
The New Year had passed, but Annenburg was still in the grip of winter.
Tatum had overheard colleagues saying there would be another snowfall soon—a late spring chill.
Even in Wiltspoon, cold air would sweep in after the New Year, making things frigid for a while.
“Okay.”
Elora shook off her wandering thoughts and focused on her meal.
After dinner, Tatum cleared the dishes and took them to the bathroom to wash.
He told her to rest, to wait half an hour before eating fruit, and to let her mind relax before the evening’s business meetings.
Elora walked to the window, gazing out at the world below.
From the top floor of her office building, she had a perfect view of the bustling Annenburg skyline.
It had been a long time since she’d taken a moment to appreciate it.
Her days were a blur of early mornings and late nights, constant meetings, endless paperwork, and business negotiations.
There was never enough time.
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Time had slipped away before she even realized it.
It felt like just yesterday that she had taken over the family business. But in the blink of an eye, years had passed.
When she first stepped in, no one believed she could handle the weight of the Ormond empire. People underestimated her, waiting for her to fail. Many saw it as an opportunity to carve up the Ormond family’s assets for themselves.
Her parents had been too weak. After her grandparents passed away, they struggled to keep control.
Under their watch, the family business declined, bleeding money.
To make things worse, their so-called “relatives” from the extended family kept scheming, setting traps, exploiting her parents’ naivety. Again and again, they were deceived.
As the eldest daughter and granddaughter, Elora had no choice but to step up.
In her teens, she built something of her own, carving out a reputation with sheer determination and force. Over time, she gained a foothold, stabilized the family’s empire, and crushed every conspiracy her relatives tried to throw at her.
Now, those same relatives avoided her like the plague.
When they couldn’t avoid her, they either scrambled to please her or faded into the background, hoping to go unnoticed.
But many of them were still her parents’ siblings—her aunts and uncles. She couldn’t cut them off entirely, even if she wanted to.
Her parents still insisted on maintaining ties.
Take her mother, for example. Despite everything, she still visited her family. Even though her own brother had been one of those eager to profit from their downfall, she never turned her back on him completely.
Elora couldn’t bring herself to sever that connection either.
Instead, she chose distance. She never visited her uncle’s house during the holidays.
And he understood.
He never dared to ask why.
Mrs. Ormond still had her place in her family, and that was enough. It kept the peace.
Because at the end of the day, the Ormonds were now the most powerful force in Annenburg’s business world.
People watched Elora’s every move.
If her mother cut ties completely, her brothers’ businesses would struggle. They would become easy targets—crushed, bankrupted, and wiped out by opportunists circling like vultures.
“Miss, have some fruit.”
Tatum’s gentle voice pulled Elora from her thoughts.
She blinked, suddenly aware that she had been standing at the window for half an hour.
With a quiet exhale, she turned and walked back to her desk.
Tatum had already set a plate of fresh fruit for her, complete with a disposable fork.
After dinner, she never ate much fruit, just a little of everything.
“Tatum, I need to handle a few documents before my meeting with clients. Go home and eat. Starting tomorrow, when you cook, make extra. We’ll eat together, so you don’t have to go hungry.”
“You always say three proper meals a day are important for a healthy stomach. You’ve taken such good care of mine—I can’t let yours suffer.”
Tatum’s lips curved into a faint smile.
“Okay. I couldn’t ask for more.” His voice was warm. “Thank you for your concern. It means a lot.”
His eyes softened as he looked at her.
For a brief moment, something flickered between them.
Elora met his gaze.
She could see it.
The emotion in his eyes.
Her heart skipped a beat.
But just as quickly, she pulled herself together.
“You should go,” she said, her tone steady.
Tatum nodded and gathered his things.
A moment later, he was gone.
Elora watched him until the office door clicked shut behind him.
Only then did she look away.
But her mind stayed on the way he had looked at her.
Deep in thought, she stared into the quiet space he had left behind.
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Chapter 4157Jensburg – Fortress Hotel
In a private room at the Fortress Hotel, Kathryn and Liberty finalized their deal, then stood up and shook hands.
Together, they escorted the client downstairs.
Once the client got into the car and drove away, Kathryn turned to Liberty. “Liberty, it’s getting late. Mr. Lewis is still waiting for you inside. Go pick him up and head home early. The weather is freezing, and Mr. Lewis isn’t used to Jensburg’s cold. Walking is already difficult for him—he shouldn’t be out in this weather.”
Duncan had caught a cold three days after arriving. He saw a doctor, took medicine, and was still dealing with a lingering cough.
But Liberty didn’t move. Instead, she asked Kathryn, “Are they making their move tonight?”
Kathryn shrugged. “How would I know? They’ll act when they feel ready. I just have to wait. But I think it’ll be soon. I’ve already spread the word that Pedro will be away on a business trip for half a month.”
She didn’t tell Liberty that her five brothers planned to strike that very night—she didn’t want her to worry.
Liberty studied Kathryn for a long moment, then suddenly reached out and pinched her cheek.
“Kathryn,” she said, “you can’t lie to me. When you do, your eyes wander, and you can’t hold eye contact.”
Kathryn gently swatted Liberty’s hand away and smiled. “That’s called a guilty conscience. And Liberty, let’s not forget—I’m your aunt. Pinching my face like that? I’m not Sonny, you know.”
“Sure, you’re my aunt, but I’m only a few years younger than you,” Liberty countered.
Kathryn’s smile faded slightly. “You think my life has been easy? I wasn’t raised in comfort. I was bullied, mistreated, and had to fight my way through everything. Compared to me, you had it better—you at least had your sister. I had no one. My adoptive parents and brother never treated me like family. No one ever did.”
Even after returning to her biological parents, only her mother truly accepted her. The rest of her family never saw her as one of their own.
Marco had even told her outright—she didn’t treat them like siblings, and they had never seen her as a sister.
At a young age, Kathryn had learned a harsh truth: she couldn’t rely on anyone but herself.
For the first time, she had tasted what it was like to have someone to depend on. As the Farrell family’s successor, her mother assigned her an assistant, and with Pedro by her side, she finally experienced a sense of security.
“It’s all in the past now,” Liberty said gently. “We have a future ahead of us. Kathryn, tell me—where do you think they’ll strike first?”
Before Kathryn could respond, Liberty took her arm, walking her back inside.
Two bodyguards followed at a short distance.
With the client gone, their secretary had already been sent home. The day’s work was done.
“Liberty, trust me,” Kathryn said instead of answering the question.
“If you make any moves too soon, they’ll realize we’ve set a trap. And if they suspect anything, they won’t take the bait.”
Liberty was quiet for a moment, then said, “Promise me you’ll be safe. Not a single hair out of place.”
Kathryn chuckled. “That’s a tall order. How do you expect me to deal with them without taking a single hit?”
Liberty didn’t have an answer.
Kathryn had made one thing clear—if Marco and the others behaved, she wouldn’t go after them. At most, she’d demote them, cut their salaries, and keep them out of management. They didn’t deserve those high-paying positions anyway.
But deep down, Kathryn wasn’t optimistic. She knew her brothers too well. They weren’t the type to back down. Eventually, they’d push things too far, and when they did, Liberty wouldn’t hold back. Their downfall was inevitable.
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Although Liberty still showed Kathryn some respect, and they were in the middle of the transition period, she often had to consult Kathryn on various matters. This plan was her way of protecting her three brothers—at the very least, ensuring they could keep their homes, shops, and other properties.
She didn’t want them to lose everything.
“Mr. Lewis is here. You should go.”
As they entered the hotel, they saw Duncan approaching slowly. His two bodyguards pushed a wheelchair behind him, walking at a measured pace.
Guests coming and going cast curious glances at Duncan.
The lobby manager stepped forward, offering to assist him, but Duncan politely declined.
Liberty took a deep breath before turning to Kathryn. “Call me if anything happens. I wish you good luck.”
“Thank you!” Kathryn smiled. “We’ll both need it.”
Liberty walked toward Duncan.
Kathryn turned and headed out.
“Duncan.”
Liberty stepped forward to support him. “Come on, let’s go home.”
Duncan accepted her help, and they walked out together at a slow but steady pace.
Duncan murmured, “Miss Farrell is gone.”
Liberty nodded. “She didn’t say anything to me, but I’m sure it’s happening tonight. Her three brothers left work on time and didn’t stay late. They finished all the tasks assigned to them.”
Duncan spoke in a low voice. “They have a few helpers—two of them are the brothers of the Farrell family’s fake daughter.”
Liberty remained silent.
Once they were in the car, she sighed. “Kathryn is a good person, but she has very few people she can call family. Her adoptive parents treated her terribly, and even after reuniting with her biological parents, her father and three brothers never truly accepted her. If it weren’t for the Farrell family’s century-old rule of passing leadership to daughters instead of sons, even her biological mother, Clarissa, wouldn’t have supported her.”
Clarissa had only come to value Kathryn later—when she saw no other way to secure her daughter’s survival. She had wanted to send Kathryn away, hoping to protect her.
But that was because Clarissa was trapped by the family’s rigid traditions. Kathryn was her only legitimate heir—the only one who could inherit the Farrell family name.
Shiloh, despite being raised and groomed for over twenty years, wasn’t a blood relative. That disqualified her from taking over.
Holden’s three sons weren’t fit for leadership either, and they also fell short of the family’s strict inheritance rules. That left Kathryn as the only choice.
Had the Farrell family not had such traditions, Kathryn wouldn’t have mattered to them—even after returning to her biological family. Their loyalty would have stayed with Shiloh.
After all, Shiloh had spent over twenty years with them. She had been their daughter in every way that mattered—except by blood.
Kathryn, on the other hand, had been a sudden addition to their lives. They never had a real bond with her.
Even now, Holden and his sons still longed for Shiloh. They might even be planning something against Kathryn to avenge her.
Shiloh’s downfall wasn’t Kathryn’s doing. But Kathryn’s return had cost Shiloh everything she once had. Blinded by resentment, Shiloh had repeatedly provoked Kathryn, refusing to back down—until she destroyed herself. And yes, Kathryn had helped that downfall along.
Liberty and her allies stood by Kathryn, believing she had the moral high ground.
But Marco and the others saw it differently. To them, Kathryn was ruthless and cruel.
At the end of the day, people’s loyalties shape their sense of right and wrong. There’s no true fairness in this world—just different perspectives.
Duncan said, “She went through hell before she found happiness. But now, she will have a good life. Mr. Fraser loves her, and he always will. He’s loyal to her—he’ll never leave her. As for family? She let go of that a long time ago.”
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Duncan held Liberty’s hand. “Don’t worry about her. Mr. Fraser is secretly protecting her—he won’t let anything happen to her. You must be exhausted after a long day.” He gently patted her shoulder. “Lean on me.”
Liberty smiled and rested her head on his shoulder.
Immediately, his strong arm wrapped around her.
“Duncan.”
“Yeah?”
“I’m so lucky to have you. I finally have someone to rely on.”
For so long, Liberty had been the pillar of strength for her sister and son. But now, she had someone to lean on, too.
Duncan’s voice was filled with warmth. “It’s even better to have you. You’re my rock—my strength. Love, I thank God every day for bringing us together.”
They had met, gotten to know each other, fallen in love, and now they were building a life together.
Liberty looked up at him. “Do you still remember the first time we met?”
Duncan smiled. “How could I forget? You were pushing a stroller with Sonny in it, and you accidentally bumped into my car. My brand-new car—damaged on the first day! Then Zachary called to tell me that the person who hit my car was his wife’s sister. For his sake, I only charged you a small fee for the repairs.”
His car had been insured, and the damages were covered. But still, having his brand-new vehicle scratched had irritated him. Since Liberty insisted on paying, he let her.
Back then, he hadn’t thought much of her. The only one who had caught his interest was Sonny—though the little boy had been terrified of him at the time.
He had thought Sonny was adorable, and Liberty had looked so flustered and apologetic that he hadn’t had the heart to get angry.
Liberty sat up straight and studied him. “So it was Zachary who called you?”
Duncan nodded. “Even though Zachary kept his identity hidden after the flash marriage, he did a lot for Serenity behind the scenes. He knew she cared about you and your son more than anything, so he treated you like family. To be honest, when we first found out that Grandma York had forced Zachary into a flash marriage, none of us thought it would last. We never imagined Serenity would be the one to break through his icy walls. Now, look at them—so in love that people can’t help but envy and hate them.”
Duncan squeezed her hand. “Love, I’ll make sure you live a life that makes people envy and hate us, too.”
Liberty laughed. “I already do.”
Happily, she leaned against his shoulder again.
Thinking back to the day she first met Duncan, she hadn’t even been divorced yet. She had still been trapped in her miserable marriage to Hank, who had just proposed that they split all expenses equally.
He had known she was out of touch with the workforce, that she hadn’t worked in years, that all the money she had ever made had gone into decorating their wedding home. Yet, he had still expected her to pay her own way.
Serenity had given her $5,000 a month, but Liberty had told Hank it was only $2,000, afraid he’d use it as an excuse to cut her off completely.
Even so, he had turned it into an argument, claiming Serenity was freeloading off them.
Hank had tossed every promise he’d ever made before marriage out the window. She could barely remember them anymore.
When a man stops loving you, he can be truly heartless.
Those days had been unbearable.
Liberty rarely thought about them anymore. After she lost weight, she had rebuilt her life with Serenity and Zachary’s support. She wouldn’t call herself successful yet, but she had found happiness—and that was enough.
Her life had truly begun after the divorce.
Duncan sighed. “Forget the past. I shouldn’t have even brought it up.”
He didn’t need her to say anything. The moment she went quiet, he knew she was thinking about the pain Hank had caused her.
Liberty shook her head with a soft smile. “I’ve been at peace for a long time.”
She looked up at him, her eyes filled with gratitude. “Honestly, I never thought I’d get to this point.”
Married At First Sight Chapter 4160
Chapter 4160
After the divorce, Liberty’s life kept improving.
Hank, on the other hand, spiraled downward. Though Zachary was the one pulling the strings behind the scenes, making sure Hank lost his job, no company dared to hire him.
At first, Hank set his sights on joining Stone Group, hoping to climb the ranks there. Since Stone Group and York Corporation were longtime rivals, he figured he could build a name for himself and eventually use his position to take revenge on Zachary.
But things didn’t go as planned.
No one had expected that Audrey—one of the most influential figures in Stone Group—would turn out to be Liberty and Serenity’s long-lost aunt.
Audrey had spent decades searching for her sister, only to find her two nieces instead. Overjoyed, she cherished them like her own daughters.
Despite once being romantic rivals, Elisa and Serenity became close friends. Instead of fighting over Zachary, they formed a bond as strong as real sisters. Elisa even let go of her longtime feelings for Zachary and eventually found her own happiness.
With Audrey’s protection and Elisa’s friendship, Hank’s plan to infiltrate Stone Group completely fell apart.
Without that option, he had nowhere else to turn.
In Wiltspoon, aside from Stone Group, no other company was bold enough to go against York Corporation. Most businesses steered clear of any conflict with them.
With no job prospects, Hank was left with no choice but to drive for a ride-hailing service just to make ends meet.
Meanwhile, Liberty was thriving.
Compared to her ex-husband’s downfall, her life felt like pure bliss.
Duncan leaned in and kissed her cheek. “Things will only keep getting better for us.”
Liberty smiled.
Yes, they would.
“I’m going to call Sonny.” She pulled out her phone, thinking about her son. “I usually get home late, but tonight I can leave early. Sonny should still be awake—we can have a nice, long chat.”
Duncan chuckled. “That kid gave me an earful. He scolded me for not telling him I was coming to Jensburg. I told him it was for work, but he didn’t believe me. He’s smart—even a fool wouldn’t buy that excuse, and Sonny is no fool.”
Liberty started a video call, and Serenity answered.
“Hey, Sis,” Serenity greeted her with a smile. “You’re home early tonight—no social events?”
“I just left the hotel. Since I had some free time, I figured I’d call Sonny before he went to bed. Most nights, I’m so busy that when he calls, it’s already late. I don’t want to keep him up and affect his school routine, so I usually just tell him to rest.”
Serenity noticed Liberty was in the car—and sitting next to her was Duncan.
She said, “Sonny’s still downstairs playing chess with Dad.”
Sonny had recently learned chess. He didn’t fully understand the game yet, but that didn’t stop him from challenging Zachary’s father.
Liberty asked, “Uncle York didn’t go out?”
Serenity shook her head. “Grandma took my mother-in-law and two aunts to visit Jane. They’re planning to stay there until after I give birth. Dad got bored being home alone, so he came to stay with us for a while.
“Now, he takes Sonny to and from kindergarten, helps him with homework, supervises his calligraphy and piano practice, plays chess with him, and even takes him to the gym. He says having Sonny around keeps him entertained.
“Hang on, Sis—I’ll go downstairs and let you talk to him.”
As Serenity spoke, she left her room and started walking downstairs.
Liberty, still on the phone, reminded her, “Take your time. Don’t rush. Be careful on the stairs.”
As Serenity got up, Liberty caught a glimpse of her belly—it had grown noticeably larger.
“Sis, I’m not a kid anymore,” Serenity said, amused.
Liberty smiled. “No matter how old you are, you’ll always be my little sister.”
Even though Serenity was already a grown woman, to Liberty, she was still the baby sister she had always protected—the one who was five years younger but forever precious in her heart.