(Juliette's POV)
I raised an eyebrow and said nothing for a moment.
Arthur stood between me and Catherine, chest heaving, jaw working like he was already rehearsing his next line.
"You know," I said, keeping my voice easy, "Catherine's father treated you like a son. Pulled you out of nothing. Handed you board seats, connections, capital. Built your entire career with his own two hands." I tilted my head. "And this is how you pay his daughter back."
Arthur's face went through three different colors.
He turned to Catherine. Fast. Too fast.
"Catherine, listen to me." His voice dropped into something soft and controlled. "The child - it was IVF. I arranged it privately because I couldn't watch you go through another round. You've been suffering for years and I couldn't - I didn't know ho
