Chapter 183
Norah’s POV
The eight–hour flight from Paris to D.C. I didn’t sleep a second. My eyes stayed wide open.
“Leo fell from a tree…”
“It doesn’t look good…”
Every word from Matco’s call played on a loop in my head, sharp as a blade, carving me up from the inside.
The second the plane touched down, I ran. Like a woman possessed. I didn’t see the airport, the people. anything. I just ran for the hospital.
Mateo was waiting at the end of the VIP wing hallway.
He looked like hell. Dark circles under his eyes, face drawn tight with worry.
He saw me and opened his arms.
“Teo-”
I crashed into him, my fists twisting in his shirt.
Every bit of fear I’d held in on the flight broke loose. A sob tore out of me.
“My Leo… how is he?” The words were a wet, broken mess.
“Shhh, Nono. It’s okay.” His hand was steady on my back, his voice low and calm. “It’s a broken arm. Mild concussion. He’s stable. He’s sleeping now.”
I pulled back, my vision blurred.
He thumbed the tears from my cheeks, his touch careful. “Go see him. Luna’s scared. She needs you.”
I pushed the door open.
Leo lay small and still in the big hospital bed. A thick white cast swallowed his little arm.
His face–so much like his–was pale. Too pale.
My heart squeezed so hard I couldn’t breathe.
“Mommy!”
Luna scrambled off the sofa where the nanny sat and ran to me, her little legs pumping, tears streaming.
I dropped to my knees and caught her, holding her so tight.
“Mommy… Brother… there was so much blood…” she cried into my neck, her whole body shaking with hiccuping sobs.
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“I’m here, baby. I’m here.” I carried her to the bed. With my free hand, I touched Leo’s cool cheek.
In that moment, it hit me with perfect, terrible clarity; these kids were my only weakness. And my only strength.
For them, I’d burn the world down. For them, I’d fight anyone.
“I’ve got the best ortho team in the country on it. Round–the–clock care. He’s in good hands. Mateo came in, handing me a glass of water.
He’d even brought Luna’s favorite Elsa doll.
His kindness was a net, catching me just as I felt myself falling.
I looked at Leo’s sleeping face. The frown between his brows. The straight nose. The mouth that was all Lucien….
A dark, cold thought slithered up from the pit of my stomach.
If Lucien knew…
If he knew he had two living, breathing children with his blood in their veins… what would he do?
Would he take them? Just rip them away from me?
Would he drag them back into the Constantine pit, into all those schemes and wars, and turn them into pieces on his board?
No.
A full–body shudder ran through me. I shoved the thought down, hard
He could neverknow.
Never.
I stayed all day and into the night, until both kids were finally asleep, their breaths soft and even against me.
In the hallway, I slumped against the cold wall. Finally, a breath.
My phone lit up. A video call from Irina.
I answered.
Irina’s face filled the screen, beautiful and stark with a fear I’d never seen.
“Norah! We have a disaster!”
My stomach dropped.
“Goldman Sachs just downgraded our credit to junk! Every loan line is frozen!”
Katarina’s face pushed into frame. “Not just Goldman! Every European bank we work with–they all cut us off. At the same time!”
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“The suppliers!” Irina’s voice shook. “All of them. Simultaneous legal notices. Pay in full now, or they sue for fraud and freeze our assets!”
“Our online stores–all shut down. Five minutes ago.”
“Every single retail partner has terminated. All of them.”
The words kept coming. A hailstorm of bad news, beating me down.
Money? Gone.
Suppliers? Coming for our throats.
Sales? Dead.
This was no accident.
This was a hit. A precise, coordinated, full–spectrum hit on Nightingale.
Only one person could move that fast. Could turn the entire European business world against us with a snap of his fingers.
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