Revenge amnesia upgraded to his brother novel Chapter 142

Chapter 142

Norah’s POV

Three years had passed. I was in Washington, D.C., now standing inside th

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of Nightingale Couture.

Sunlight came through the large floor–to–ceiling windows, laying a warm yellow light over the high–quality silk on my worktable.

I watched my assistant’s hands as she worked. They stayed calm as she held the heavy fabric scissors.

The blade moved forward and followed the chalk line with a clean, clear sound. Perfect.

“Good work,” I said. My voice stayed calm.

My assistant looked up. Her eyes moved to my right hand. “You could have done this yourself,” she said softly. “If not for what happened back then.”

A pale white scar crossed the back of my hand. It ran from the base of my thumb all the way to my wrist. It was permanent.

Even after three years of doctors and therapy, my hand still had limits. I had accepted that.

I watched her finish the last curved cut. She set the heavy scissors down with a soft clink and lifted the fabric into the light. It was flawless.

“I manage,” I said. “I couldn’t do this without you.”

The doctors had said I would never draw again. They were wrong. I pushed through the pain. I could still design. But the scissors were too much. My grip was not what it used to be. I could not trust it with a cut this

exact.

My assistant handed me a tablet. Her voice sounded too cheerful. “Last quarter’s reports from Paris and Milan. Irina broke another sales record for Thornbird. Society women all over Europe are fighting each other for the new collection. And Sophie broke the Russian market for E&D. Online sales went thirty percent higher than expected.”

I scrolled through the screen. The numbers were strong All profit. Success. H Three years ago. Outside the operating room. The clean smell of disinfectant.

oughts drifted back.

I had told Mateo then, my voice rough, “Give Thornbird Paris to Irina. She is hungry. She is capable. She will make it grow. Sophie is loyal and reliable. Put her in Milan with the E&D team. She will open a new path for us.”

A quiet breath left my lips. “I chose right.”

The studio door flew open. The sound broke the calm.

Two small kiddos rushed into the room.

“Mommy! Mommy!”

I turned. The cool mask I wore for the world fell away at once.

I crouched, arms open. “Leo. Luna. Slow down.”

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They crashed into me. Small arms and legs everywhere Luna smelled like grass and sun. Leo felt solid and

warm.

“Mommy! Look!” Luna pushed her open hand under my nose. A black rhino soft skin. “I caught it!”

“Wow,” I said, tapping her nose. “A real fighter.”

le crawled across her

Leo stayed back, calm and quiet. He pulled his hand from behind his back and showed an even bigger beetle. “Mine.”

His grey–blue eyes held no smile. Just like his father’s. A familiar ache moved through my chest. An old memory. I pushed it down and replaced it with warmth for this serious little boy.

“Leo wins,” I said, running my fingers through his dark hair.

“Mommy! The teacher took us to the forest! Leo scared away a big spider for me!” Luna wrapped her arms around my neck and kissed my cheek, talking nonstop.

I listened. I watched them. This was my life now, full and warm.

A deep voice came from the doorway. “What’s all this noise about?”

I looked up.

Mateo leaned against the door. He wore a simple linen shirt. The sharp suits and hard edge of the Vega heir were gone. He looked warm and peaceful.

“Daddy!”

The kids ran to him on their short legs.

Mateo bent down and lifted them, one in each arm, like it was easy. He kissed their dusty cheeks. “Were you good at camp today?”

“Good! I got you a present!” Luna pulled a strange, bumpy stone from her pocket.

Mateo took it seriously and held it to his ear. “Hmm. I hear it. It says Luna loves

Luna laughed happily.

I watched him. He held the children with a care I never knew he had. For three years, he never missed a moment. Morning sickness. First cries. First steps. First words. He was always there. He built our home.

“Time to close, my queen,” Mateo said as he walked toward me with the kids. “We can’t be late for the party tonight.”

“Birthday! Birthday!” the kids shouted, clapping.

Mateo looked at me. His amber eyes were soft and open “It’s their birthday. And it’s your…” He paused. “… new life day.”

I smiled. The sunlight behind him wrapped him and the children in warm light. A perfect moment.

I stood and took Luna from his arms. She rested against my neck.

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“Mommy,” she whispered, her tiny voice hot in my ear. “Why are you so happy today?”

I kissed her cheek. “Because Mommy has the two brightest stars in the whole

Lucien’s POV

Paris. The top–floor office of the Constantine Group was cold, built from steel and glass..

I slammed the file onto the desk. Papers burst upward, falling to the floor like dry leaves.

“What did you say?!” My voice was cold. It could scare anyone.

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The assistant across from me flinched and shook. “S–sir We tried every channel. There is no sign of Ms. Norah. Since she left Paris three years ago, it is like she disappeared completely.”

“Useless!” I shouted in anger.

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