Chapter 445

Audrey’s POV

“I’ll pass, I told the driver after settling in the backseat.

Astrid’s disappointment was immediate. “You’re not coming?”

“If Henry wasn’t planning to propose, maybe I’d join you. But I’d just be a third wheel,” I explained. “Plus, I promised William I’d stay with Blake until he recovers. He’s just woken up, and someone needs to handle the funeral.

‘But – ”

“It’s funny,” I smiled, “Before you lost your memory, you’d have jumped at alone time with Henry. Now you’re hesitating?”

I softened my tone. “You’ve only forgotten your feelings, not lost them. Trust me, you were crazy about him. Just give it a chance – it might even help bring back your real memories.”

She sighed. “Fine. Should I call this Arden guy now?”

‘Something feels off about him. Talk to Henry first let him check Arden out before making contact.”

‘Got it.”

I hung up and watched the city lights pass by. My mind was already filling with my real priorities.

In just three days since William’s death, Elizabeth had positioned herself as the Parker family’s new queen bee. She was everywhere in New York high society, making sure everyone knew who was in charge now.

The gossip was brutal: Parker dynasty crumbling, Blake in a coma, Rebecca having a breakdown, and only Elizabeth’s family and “worthless” Thalia left standing. Thalia herself seemed broken, meekly following Elizabeth’s lead without resistance.

Parker Group was rapidly falling under Elizabeth’s control, and Olivia – once just Thalia’s follower had transformed overnight into New York’s golden girl.

I sat in an unmarked van across from the funeral home, watching the surveillance feed with Blake. Olivia and Elizabeth were talking in what they thought was a private room.

“Mom, this is amazing!” Olivia clutched Elizabeth’s hands. “You always said pretending to like Thalia would pay off someday. I didn’t believe you! I even hated you when Blake sent me to that awful school. But now…”

flashed a diamond ring, practically vibrating with excitement. “The

smiled, fixing a strand of Olivia’s hair. “This is just the start. We’ve

turned calculating. “After the funeral, we’ll check on Blake, see if he’s waking up anytime

voice. “He’s not doing well. Still unresponsive, even after hearing about William’s

sighed theatrically. “If he stays like this, I might need to help him move on. Blake wouldn’t want to

leaned in, whispering, “So we’d get all of Parker Group if he

her share,” Elizabeth smirked. “But

I ever!”

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Try looking sad, not like

Olivia quickly composed herself.

watched the feed silently, his jaw tight. Michael stood next

thing they don’t know you’re awake, Michael said.

behind his calm exterior. “What’s your

worst thing you can do to someone

won’t fight Elizabeth at his funeral,” he said firmly. She can throw him a cheap sendoff if she wants. I’ll give him the funeral he

narrowed. “But

This was the Blake I remembered – dangerous, powerful, commanding. The

our eyes met. I looked away

with an army of workers carrying high-end decorations. They efficiently transformed the venue, replacing Elizabeth’s cheap arrangements with ones worthy

the time Elizabeth realized what was happening, the place was already transformed. She started forward to protest but thought better of it and

entrance. I helped Michael get Blake’s wheelchair

I’m late,’ he

he wished he could have told William regrets, promises, love. He spoke until his lips cracked and

stood nearby, listening silently. With each word Blake spoke, I could picture William

world. Now Blake had lost

approached. “They’re getting suspicious and

took one last look

grabbed his wheelchair handles and guided him toward

Blake’s POV

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