“But if you’re going to keep being stubborn, you’re on your own from now on.”
Felix ended the call without another word.
He was sure that no matter how rebellious Nelly might be, she’d know when to stop this time.
Hardly a second passed before Jonah arrived.
He knocked quietly, waiting until Nelly answered before walking in.
She hadn’t bothered to turn on the lights. The office was shrouded in darkness, the city lights outside painting shifting patterns on the glass walls. It was beautiful, but there was a kind of loneliness to it too.
“Here’s the PR plan.”
Jonah set the folder down to the side. Nelly looked so small curled up in her big chair, her head bowed as if she was lost somewhere far away.
“You don’t need to worry too much about the partners. I know some people. I’ll try to smooth things over, so it shouldn’t cause too much trouble.”
The first part came straight from Felix, but the reassurance was all Jonah.
Still, Nelly barely seemed to hear him. In her mind, anything Jonah brought was just Felix’s decision dressed up in different words.
“Jonah.”
After a moment, she took a steadying breath and looked up at him.
In the low light, Jonah’s features looked even sharper, almost unreal.
He wore a plain gray shirt, standing tall and straight. His pants hung neatly over shiny shoes, his long legs looking like something out of a graphic novel.
“So you think breaking my word and betraying Nancy is the right call?”
She couldn’t have picked a harsher way to put it, and Jonah understood exactly what she meant.
“It’s not about breaking your word. It’s about weighing what’s best. And…”
Jonah’s throat worked as if he had to force out the rest.
He walked over to the window, pausing for a second like he was making up his mind, his voice turning low. “Nancy already betrayed you.”
Nelly’s eyebrows drew together, but she didn’t look shocked.
“If anyone here’s capable of betrayal… it’s me.”
Nelly had always wondered what happened between Jonah and Nancy.
But he never wanted to talk, so she never pushed.
This time, though, Jonah seemed ready to tell the truth.
He’d rather she heard it from him than have Nancy use it against them.
Ever since she was little, Nancy had been sent to boarding school by Felix. Only her mother ever visited, always telling her to study hard and be a good girl.
To the Watson family, her father especially, ability mattered most.
It wasn’t until much later that Nancy really understood what her mother had meant with all those words.
When Nancy was sixteen, her mother died suddenly. The police said it was suicide.
Felix brought her home after that, but Nancy never saw even a flicker of grief on his face.

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