CHAPTER 76

The boardroom at Voss Industries felt like a battlefield that morning. Polished wood, glass walls, expensive coffee—everything seemed calm, but tension simmered beneath it, tight and watchful.

Aria sat at the head of the table, back straight, hands clasped. Calm on the outside. Inside, she was barely holding him up.

The letter from the child services office hovered in her mind like a shadow she couldn't shake off.

Adrian was at school, guarded by newly hired security. Necessary. Read