CHAPTER 267

The month was coming to an end, it was break at the Color Pole. Kendrick’s home was quieter than usual, a rare calm in the middle of Kendrick’s constant whirlwind of meetings and negotiations. Kendrick leaned back in his sleek, modern chair, the office windows offering an expansive view of Houston’s skyline bathed in the fading glow of late afternoon sunlight. His mind was sharp, focused on the future—the global expansion he had promised his family, the deals he was closing, and the empire he was building. He had no time to look back, no time to waste on past mistakes or distractions.

But sometimes, the past has a way of catching up with you.

Kendrick's phone buzzed on the polished mahogany desk, dragging his thoughts back to the present. He glanced at the screen. It was Olivia. He swiped to open the message, expecting a note about some upcoming family event or a reminder about his latest business development. Instead, the message from Olivia felt off—a string of urgency hanging in t
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