Mara
“I’ve emptied my father’s personal account,” Lucian said quietly. “He knows. Martha won’t get a cent more than her allowance. No extra money. No access to the estate’s funds.”
I looked at him, surprised.
“If she’s telling the truth, she should be fine—no reason to keep paying off this guy once her parents are under our roof. But if she keeps scrambling for cash after that… we’ll know she’s lying.”
I understood the strategy instantly. It was smart. A trap disguised as control. My chest tightened—not with fear, but with anticipation. I wanted to see how it would all unfold.
“I’ll still look for this Moongrove guy,” Lucian added. “If he’s real, I don’t want anything touching Darian’s name.”
That made me smile, despite everything. They still had each other’s backs. Even after everyt
