She Turned Her Grief Into Wings novel Chapter 172

Helga's stomach dropped. "What do you mean?"

"A man who won't even acknowledge his own flesh-and-blood father—you expect him to have a conscience?

"But if the Sinclairs are involved, this just got a lot more interesting."

Seeing her father's expression, Helga knew he was plotting something.

She asked cautiously, "What are you planning to do?"

Zachary set his glass down, his eyes turning cold. "You don't need to worry about that. Just focus on your own tasks.

"I have a business dinner in a few days with a major player. You're coming with me."

He pushed a drink toward her and patted her shoulder.

"I've raised you all these years. It's time you finally made yourself useful."

Helga shivered slightly. Watching him walk away, an uncomfortable memory suddenly flashed through her mind.

She looked down at the glass in front of her and picked it up.

Wait. Something suddenly clicked.

She had just told her father how hard Shera was to deal with.

Rosalie had hit Shera with a car, and a few days later, Rosalie had died in a fatal crash.

Could it be...

Goosebumps erupted all over her arms.

That wasn't an accident. Someone had orchestrated it from the shadows.

Was it Caden?

Or was it Rhys?

—

When Shera arrived at the studio, Zena and the rest of the staff were waiting by the door to welcome her.

"Shera! We wanted to congratulate you on getting out of the hospital and winning the championship!"

Smiling, Shera accepted the bouquet from Zena and looked at her team. "You guys have worked so hard these past few days. I looked over the reports Zena sent me—excellent work."

Leo stepped forward, laying on the charm. "A great team is only as good as its leader!

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