Revenge amnesia upgraded to his brother novel Chapter 143

Chapter 143

Norah’s POV

The villa’s dining room was warm. Candlelight moved softly along the walls.

Leo and Luna stood near the table.

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They wore matching velvet party outfits. I had made them myself. They looked like a small prince and princess, as if they stepped out of a children’s story.

Mateo rolled in a large, three–layer cream cake. The candle flames flickered, and their light shone in his eyes, gentle and warm.

“Daddy! Daddy!” Luna clapped her small hands.

She squealed with joy.

Leo stood a little apart, calm as always, but his eyes shone with clear excitement.

“Make a wish, my little stars,” I said quietly as I walked over and softly brushed Leo’s hair.

Luna shut her eyes tight and pressed her tiny hands together. “I wish Mommy were as happy as today, every single day!”

Leo looked at me, then looked at Mateo. His voice stayed flat and simple. “I wish Daddy and Mommy would stay together forever.”

Mateo froze for a second. Then he moved forward and stood behind me, lightly wrapping his arms around my waist. He rested his chin on my shoulder. I felt his breath on my neck. His voice carried a small smile. “Leo, that may be the best wish Daddy has ever heard.”

I did not move away.

For three years, he had been a wall, strong and firm, standing between me and every storm, slowly helping fix what was broken.

He was their father. My closest family. And also the love I could not fully giv

“Blow out the candles!”

With the children cheering, we leaned in together. The candles went out in a soft cloud of smoke.

My phone buzzed loudly on the table. A video call from Irina.

“Godmother Irina!” Luna spotted it right away and rushed over.

I tapped the screen with a smile. Irina’s beautiful face appeared.

“My darlings! Happy birthday!”

“Godmother Irina! Where is Godmother Katarina?” Lura pouted. “Why didn’t you come?”

Irina’s camera shook, and Katarina squeezed into view.

She waved, her smile a little too forced. “Because your godmothers are helping your mommy fight a big

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problem! When we win, we will take the first plane to see you!”

I watched them closely. My smile slipped. Something felt wrong. The voices.

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not match their happy

“Alright, you two,” I said lightly. “Go eat cake with Daddy. I need to talk to your godmothers for a moment.”

I handed the phone to Mateo. Our eyes met briefly. He gave a small nod. He understood.

I walked into the study and closed the door. The warm feeling from the dining room vanished, and the air felt cold.

“What’s wrong?” I asked, dropping the cheerful tone.

On the screen, Irina and Katarina looked at each other. Their fake smiles disappeared, and their faces turned serious.

“Norah, that huge order we accepted,” Irina began. “The one from the Middle Eastern royal family?”

My thoughts moved fast. “The biggest deal in Nightingale’s history. The one that pushed everyone into triple shifts. What about it?”

“It’s almost finished. We can end production in a week,” Katarina said tightly. “But the buyer is gone. No calls. Emails bounce back. They vanished.”

My heart sank hard. “What?”

“We looked into it and used every connection we have,” Irina said as she ran a hand through her hair, annoyed. “That ‘royal procurement officer‘? His identity was fake, a complete lie.”

“Norah,” Katarina cut in, her voice urgent. “This was a scam, a carefully planned one, and because we rushed to secure it, we rented extra production lines. We bought materials on credit, with my reputation covering the cost. The final 50% payment is due when the work is finished, according to the contract.”

“If that money doesn’t come in…” Irina’s voice dropped. We have to pay those supply costs ourselves, and the whole company’s cash flow will break instantly.”

“We’ll be squeezed dry and bankrupt.”

It was a business scam, a trap designed especially for us.

Who? Who would go this far to destroy Nightingale?

I took a deep breath and forced the cold anger down because I needed to think clearly.

“Listen to me,” I said, my voice calm and controlled. “Don’t panic.”

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