Revenge amnesia upgraded to his brother (Norah and Lucien) novel Chapter 147

Chapter 147

Norah’s POV

The atmosphere in Nightingale’s office was as heavy as the storm clouds pressing down outside.

It felt like the ceiling was about to collapse.

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“Norah,” Irina said grimly, slamming a document onto the desk, “Goldman Sachs just called. Our credit rating has been urgently downgraded. All loan channels are frozen.”

She pushed another file forward.

“These are court summons. The suppliers have banded together and filed for asset preservation. At this rate, every one of our accounts will be sealed by tomorrow.”

Katarina leaned against the sofa, her face equally dark.

“I used every connection I have to dig that bastard procurement officer out of Dubai. Every lead is dead.”

One week.

Just one week.

Nightingale—my brand, the empire I spent three years building, the one that had just gained a foothold in Washington–was now caught in an invisible web, dragged straight toward the abyss.

The office buzzed with anxious whispers.

Employees avoided eye contact.

The bank managers who once bowed and smiled now refused to take my calls.

“Norah!” Sophie rushed in, pale as a sheet.

“They’re downstairs again–the suppliers. And they brought reporters. They’re blocking the entrance, saying we’re committing commercial fraud and demanding repayment!”

Irina slammed her fist onto the table.

“Bastards!”

I inhaled slowly and stood up.

“Let’s go. We’ll deal with it.”

I couldn’t panic.

I was their anchor.

But when we reached the building entrance, what we saw wasn’t chaos.

It was order.

Over a dozen black cars lined the street.

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A row of black–clad bodyguards had formed a corridor, keeping the shouting suppliers and journalists firmly outside.

A tall figure stood in the center, his back to us.

He wore only a simple black shirt. Straight–backed. Still,

The sheer force of his presence turned the surrounding noise into background static.

Lucien.

As if sensing my gaze, he turned slowly to look at me.

A supplier leader was shouting at him.

“Who the hell are you?! Do you know how much we’ve lost? That order was brokered by Irina Volkov! If Nightingale doesn’t explain itself, nobody’s leaving!”

Lucien ignored him.

He took out his phone and made a call.

“It’s me. Give them five minutes. If I see a single irrelevant person still standing here after that—you know the consequences.”

He hung up and looked at me calmly

Less than three minutes later, the loudest supplier received a call.

His face drained from red to white.

He looked at Lucien as if staring at death itself.

“Leave! Now!” he yelled, dragging others away as he fled into the crowd.

The reporters exchanged glances and quietly packed up their cameras.

In seconds, the chaos vanished.

This was Lucien Constant.

This was his power.

I watched him walk toward me, my heartbeat accelerating.

“We need to talk,” he said.

Irina and Katarina stepped forward, but I stopped them

I followed him into the conference room.

“You did this,” I said coldly.

He leaned against the table, hands in his pockets. He didn’t deny it.

“Why?” My voice trembled.

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“Because you didn’t listen.”

Rage exploded.

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“So you destroyed my life’s work? Three years of blood and sweat?” I stormed forward and slapped him hard across the face.

The sound cracked through the empty room.

His head tilted to the side. A clear red handprint bloomed on his cheek.

He didn’t move.

Slowly, he turned back, pressing his tongue against his cheek.

The madness in his eyes made me step back instinctively.

“Come back to me, Norah.”

“If you agree, every problem Nightingale has disappears instantly. Those suppliers will kneel and bring new contracts to your door.”

I stared at him in disbelief.

“And your wife? Amélie Veyron? She’ll just accept you keeping an ex as a mistress?”

“She’ll get used to it.”

He stepped closer, trapping me against the wall.

“Just like you will.”

“I won’t!” I glared up at him.

“I’m not the woman you could control three years ago!”

“Really?” His breath burned against my face.

“Then tell me–what other choice do you have?”

My phone rang.

Irina.

“Norah! It’s bad–every single one of our online stores has been forcibly taken down!”

My vision went black.

Lucien caught me before I fell.

“You don’t have the right to refuse,” he said quietly.

I trembled with fury, powerless.

I looked at him–this man both cold and painfully familiar.

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Once, we were allies.

He helped me reclaim everything. Loved me. Handed the world to me.

And I forgot how cruel and selfish he truly was.

I lost.

Because I still hoped.

“Well?” he murmured cruelly.

“Have you made your decision, my queen?”

I closed my eyes. Opened them.

“Fine. I agree.”

My voice was terrifyingly calm.

He smiled in satisfaction and pulled me into his arms.

“But I have conditions.” I pushed him away.

“I’ll be your mistress–but this is a transaction. No feelings.”

“Deal.”

“You don’t interfere with my business or restrict my freedom.”

“Fine.”

“One last thing.” I met his gaze.

“Three months. After that, I leave. Clean break.”

“No.” He refused instantly.

“Three months is too short!”

“Then find someone else.” I laughed coldly.

“There are plenty of women lining up.”

He stared at me, obsession burning.

Silence choked the room.

At last-

“…Fine.”

He embraced me again, triumphant and violent all at once.

His kiss came down.

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I didn’t respond.

Didn’t resist.

Like a doll without a soul.

When it ended, he rested his forehead against mine.

“Welcome home, my queen.”

“No,” I said calmly.

“Your mistress.”