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“What else would it be?”
Ethan leaned closer and kissed her. “I’m spending the day with you.”
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His rough stubble brushed against her cheek, making her laugh as she pushed at his chest. “‘Cut it out! I’ve got work to do. I don’t need you following me around. And that hurts! You’re scratching me!”
The room filled with light laughter, and for a moment, it felt like time stood still.
It had been far too long since they’d felt this carefree.
Ethan’s throat tightened as he watched her. His eyes were warm and steady, glimmering like stars.
“Alright. I’ll stop.”
He wrapped an arm around her waist and lifted her gently. “Come on. Breakfast. You went to bed without dinner last night. You must be starving.”
Only then did Dawn notice the paper bags on the coffee table. When she reached out, they were still warm to the touch.
“You really planned ahead,” she said with a smile.
“Obviously.”
Ethan opened one of the containers. Inside were perfectly browned buns, crisp at the bottom and sprinkled with black sesame seeds. The smell was rich and buttery, and her stomach growled instantly.
Dawn’s eyes brightened as he took out each dish. She grinned and licked her lips. “I can’t believe this. Real breakfast food, here of all places. Do you have milk? I need some.”
“Of course,” Ethan said, his voice soft and indulgent.
“Then that’s mine!”
Her mood lifted in an instant. Whatever shadows had clung to her the night before seemed to vanish with every bite.
When she was done, she let out a satisfied sigh. Ethan reached over and dabbed her lips with a napkin, wiping away a trace of oil.
“I have to admit,” she said, smiling, “moving in with you was probably the smartest thing I’ve done. At my place, I couldn’t even find decent soup. This is heaven compared to that.”
Her eyes gleamed as she leaned forward. “But which restaurant did you order from? Mason searched everywhere and couldn’t find anything this authentic.”
“I didn’t order it,” Ethan said casually.
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“What?” Her eyes widened. “You didn’t fly this in from home, did you?”
Ethan laughed, tapping her nose lightly. “You’re unbelievable. No. I brought the chef.
He had expected she wouldn’t like the food here, so he’d asked Oliver to hire someone skilled and bring them along.
Dawn blinked, the warmth rising in her chest catching her off guard. She took a slow breath and looked at him, her lips curving slightly.
“What is it?” Ethan asked.
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“Nothing.” She tilted her head, teasing. “If I’d you had your own chef, I wouldn’t have stuffed myself. Guess I can have this every day now.”
Ethan chuckled and ran a hand through his hair. “Are you going to the office today?”
“Yeah.”
Almost forgot. What’s the time? She glanced at the clock and gasped.
“I really need to go. Don’t you dare try to do anything with that arm. Stay put, rest, and let Oliver deal with the work. That’s literally why you pay him.”
Oliver sneezed suddenly, hard enough to make him blink.
He looked up at the sky. The clouds were heavy, thick, and dark. Rain was definitely coming.
He made a mental note to remind Ethan to tell Dawn to bring a coat.
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But Dawn didn’t need one. She had wrapped herself tightly in a cashmere shawl, elegant and neat. When Mason pulled up, he almost didn’t recognize her through the folds of fabric.
“Alright, go on inside. I’m heading out,” she said lightly.
“Hold on.”
She had just taken a step when Ethan caught her wrist. He leaned in and kissed her forehead. His voice wa low and tender. “Be careful. Come back early.”
“Alright.”
Dawn slipped into the car, waved, and smiled as they pulled away.
But after a few blocks, her smile faded like fog in the morning sun. “Did you find out who sent that text?”
“Yes, Ms. Dawn,” Mason said. He caught her reflection in the mirror. Her face was pale, the kind of pale that came from nights with too little rest. His tone softened. “I’ll handle the questioning myself. Once I ge something, I’ll report back.”
Dawn pressed her fintora amine
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her in the last few days
She had only just gotten out of bed, yet she already felt exhausted.
“I’m going with you,” she said finally. “Take him to the factory
She didn’t know how many people were watching. Only somewhere big and secure could guarantee she stayed in control.
“Yes, ma’am.” Mason paused. “Do you really not want Mr. Jackson to know about this?”
“There’s no need to hide it,” Dawn said evenly. “But I’m not telling him myself. He’s already got people watching me. Let them report it.”
“Understood.”
Mason didn’t understand her logic, but that wasn’t his place. His job was to follow Dawn’s orders to the letter.
She didn’t go to the office that morning. Instead, she went straight to the factory.
By noon, her men brought the person responsible for the text inside.
Dawn sat on a chair with a small plate of fruit, eating one piece at a time while she watched the man on the floor.
He was an Ithelian. He looked ordinary. Nervous, even. His eyes kept flicking up to her and then away again, like he was afraid to meet her gaze.
“You’re sure it was him?” she asked coolly.
“Yes, Ms. Dawn,” Mason said. “When we found him, his computer was still on. The messages were right there.”
“Why didn’t he delete them?”
Mason hesitated. “I don’t know.”
Dawn plucked a grape from the plate, slipped it between her lips, then set the dish down on the table beside her. “Because he wanted me to see it.”
Her voice was quiet but sharp. It fit. Whoever sent that message had known the exact timing. They had to be watching the front of the company closely, waiting for her to notice.

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