That evening, Tania sat by the fireplace, sipping a glass of red wine. She had spent the day playing the perfect mother, laughing with Grace, taking more pictures to send Fabian. But her thoughts drifted to the upcoming meeting she had with Ethan. She didn’t trust him, not completely, but she had to maintain her grip on him. For now, she still held power he needed her as much as she needed him.
Ethan walked into the room, carrying a small stack of documents. His face was calm, almost businesslike, which piqued Tania’s curiosity.
“What’s that?” she asked, nodding to the papers.
“Just some paperwork we need to go over,” Ethan said casually, sitting beside her. “It’s about Grace and the company. You know, keeping everything secure for her future.”
Tania’s eyes narrowed slightly, but she t
