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Usually, it was Edith who did all the talking while Nathan listened quietly by her side. But today, Nathan spoke up in a firm tone, “Listen to your mother. Cut things off with Amara right away. You could have any woman you want-why insist on being with someone like her?”

Keith closed his eyes briefly, his voice icy as he replied, “I shouldn’t have come home today.”

“What’s that supposed to mean?” Edith’s eyes widened in disbelief. “You don’t want to come home?”

Keith let out a dry laugh. “Just what it sounds like. You figure it out.”

If he’d known he’d come home only to hear this, he wouldn’t have bothered.

Without even taking off his shoes, he grabbed his keys and headed out the door.

Edith slipped on her slippers and rushed after him, calling out, “Get back here! We’re not finished talking!”

Keith was already at the elevator. Without even a backward glance, he said, “Let’s just leave it. Every time we talk these days, it turns into a fight. Let’s both cool off for a few days.”

Edith was furious at his words, but by the time the elevator arrived, he was already gone. She had no choice but to stomp back inside, fuming, and continued venting to Nathan about Amara.

Meanwhile, Finnian soon received a message from Will: “Mr. Everly, I’ve located Ms. Sullivan. She’s staying at this hotel.”

Finnian replied with a simple “Okay.” Looking around and seeing that most of the guests had left the house, he realized he was free. He left the Everly estate and headed to the hotel where Amara was staying.

Since Will had found the hotel, he’d also found Amara’s room number. But why had she booked two rooms?

She probably wouldn’t stay apart from Tina. It must be that Elysia had come to see her, and with Tina there, they needed another room for privacy.

That made it hard to tell which room Amara was in. Finnian didn’t dwell on it-he went up to the third floor and knocked on the first door.

Tina opened the door and, seeing Finnian, looked suddenly uneasy. “…Sir? What brings you here?”

Finnian thought for a moment but decided to question her later. “Is Amara in the next room?” he asked.

Tina glanced nervously at the room next door, instinctively wanting to

say

no, but Finian didn’t wait for her answer. He walked over ando knocked, calling, “Amara, open up.”

Inside, Amara was talking with Elysia.

The moment she heard Finnian’s voice, she shot to her feet, clenching her fists.

How did he find her? He must have been tracking her-Amara was furious.

She didn’t rush to open the door,

making it clear she wanted nothing to do with Finnian. But Finnian

wasn’t in any hurry either. He

knocked at a steady pace, calling her name again and again.

Amara could endure it, but Elysia, with her fiery temper, couldn’t stand it. She strode over and yanked the door open.

“What do you want, Finnian? Ama blocked you—she obviously doesn’t want to see you right now. Why are you here?”

Finnian glanced at Elysia before looking past her, his eyes fixed on Amara in the

room.

“Come out for a moment. I need to talk to you,” he said, his gaze intent on Amara.

to go back in and stood in the

Amara stepped outside, tol net

doorway making sure not to le Finnan in. “What do you want to ask? Is it about the baby?”