Chapter 155: You have to lose, to win it back

After the whirlwind of truths and the emotional tidal wave that had swept through the dining table like a storm, the silence that lingered was almost unbearable.

Tension still clung to the corners of the room, refusing to leave entirely despite the softened expressions now resting on most faces.

And then, like the first gentle breeze after a storm, Jessica spoke.

Her voice was soft, yet it rang clearly. "Can we toast to this new beginning?"

She raised her glass—not just in celebration, but in hope. Hope that maybe, just maybe, something good could finally grow from all this chaos.

For a moment, no one moved.

Then Elliot Raven was the first to lift his glass, followed by Davis. One by one, each person followed, glasses held high, as they toasted to their heart felt wishes.

"To new beginnings," Jessica said again, firmer this time, a small smile tugging at the corners of her lips. "To family," Bella whispered beside her. "To peace," Elliot added with a heavy nod.

Clinks echoed around the table as glasses touched.

The atmosphere, which had earlier been thick with shock, finally began to lift. Conversations resumed with light, cautious chatter, but sincere.

The air loosened, and quiet laughter slowly made its way into the corners of the room.

Even Ethan had started to smile again though it came with a side of resigned heartbreak as he kept stealing glances at Bella, as if mourning what could never be.

Amid the subtle chatter, Davis turned slightly in his wheelchair, his eyes locking on Richard with a knowing look. "How did it go?" he asked under his breath, barely loud enough for others to catch.

Richard, who had just taken a sip from his glass, nodded and leaned slightly closer.

"It was positive," he said, keeping his voice low. "He signed."

of relief

continued, "As things are, there’s calm returning to the Allen Group. The

voice, fell into silence once again.Richard looked around

he will soon declare you

words crashed down

tightening around the stem

expression etched in confusion.

on, "Seeing the signature... he recognized it immediately and suspected you might be the one." He said with a playful smile tugging his lips in recollection of Desmond

get him down?" Davis asked with a guess already forming in

only convinced him. Because the document was already prepared with your other

by that name when he

a second as memories stirred

was a name my mother gave me... long ago. I was only seven." Everyone listened silently as

I was to abandon the Allen name. I was to call myself Dave Ravensdale instead." He paused, staring

that. I even asked her why

would never align with any family and Ravensdale name can grant

in public and had just given me to search for my alternative root,

murmured to

little Davis, just seven years old, being handed a name like a lifeline in a

made me memorize it. Drill it into my head. And when the accident happened, when everything went wrong...

I told him you were Dave Ravensdale. He believed me—well, enough to move forward. But he’s still suspicious. We’ve bought some time, but... when

him make the announcement, I already accepted that fate the

trying to understand what he is up

continued. "Not as Davis Allen, anyway. Not yet. But as Dave Ravensdale... I

wasn’t the name that impressed her—it was the calm with which he embraced such a dangerous path. The

know the implications of switching your identity?" she whispered. He glanced at her, the edge of his lips tugging into the faintest of smirks. "Yes," he said. "But you’ve already taken the first step preparing the document with

this game, letting the world believe you’re

you have to lose everything in plain sight just to win

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