Reese nodded, her eyes filled with gratitude as she looked at Matthew. If it hadn’t been for him, Nathaniel might still be out there. She might never have gotten the chance to finally get justice for her mother.
Right then, her phone buzzed. Hank’s name lit up the screen. She answered, and his voice came through, sounding both anxious and exhausted.
“Reese, do you have a minute?”
She arched an eyebrow. “What’s up?”
He must have caught the coolness in her voice, because he rushed to explain, “It’s nothing bad. It’s just… before Dad passed, he made sure to leave you some shares. The company needs to update the records, and you have to sign in person.”
Reese’s grip on her phone tightened. She hadn’t expected that. All this time, Bailey had only ever tried to use her or keep her at arm’s length, even scheming to take away what her mother had left behind. Now, at the end, he was actually leaving her something? And Hank was really calling about it, not some favor?
Hank went silent. She could hear him scrambling for paperwork, flipping through it in a panic. Reese listened to the sound of pages turning, knowing he probably wasn’t in the mood to talk about shares anymore.
She was about to hang up when she heard him suddenly gasp, shock clear even through the phone.

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