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Hidden Legacy Building Bridges
After the harrowing kidnapping incident, Hunter found it difficult to shake off the lingering fear and anxiety. The thought of returning to the Lee mansion, where his family’s wealth and status painted a target on their backs, filled him with dread. He became increasingly reluctant to go back, preferring the safety and anonymity of their modest home.Charlotte, on the other hand, had her own reservations. She worried that her presence at the mansion would not be welcomed, especially by Patricia, who had made no secret of her disdain. But the insistence from James, Michael, and even Williams eventually wore down her resistance. They made it clear that she and Hunter were an integral part of the family, and it was time to fully integrate into the household.One evening, as Charlotte and Hunter sat on their porch, James and Williams arrived unannounced. James’s face was set with determination, while Williams wore his usual easy-going smile.“Charlotte, Hunter.” James began, “We need
Hidden Legacy Shadows Of Deceit
The Lee mansion had transformed since the arrival of Hunter and Charlotte. Despite the tension, particularly from Patricia, the house now buzzed with a renewed sense of hope. Charlotte spent much of her time with Michael, offering him companionship and solace. Their bond, rekindled after so many years, brought a gentle light into Michael’s life. However, beneath the surface, shadows of deceit and malice lingered. Patricia’s facade of indifference masked her continuing efforts to poison Michael. She was determined to maintain her control over the household, regardless of the cost. More so, with the sudden appearance of Hunter and his mother, she was determined to ensure that her own son would not be cheated of his inheritance. Williams should be the sole heir to the Lee family’s inheritance. One afternoon, Charlotte and Michael were in the garden, enjoying the warm sunlight. Michael looked frailer than usual, his face pale and drawn. “How are you feeling today, Michael?” Charlot
Hidden Legacy Amelia Greene
Months had passed since Hunter’s identity was revealed, and the Lee household was undergoing a transformation. Hunter had stepped into the business world with the confidence and determination that marked him as a true Lee. His sharp mind and natural leadership skills impressed not only James but also the board members who had initially been sceptical of this new heir. James, seeing the potential in his grandson, began to delegate more responsibilities to him. Hunter was now handling meetings on his own, negotiating deals, and making decisions that directly impacted the company’s future.Michael, still abroad with Charlotte, was making a remarkable recovery. The treatment had worked wonders, and he was slowly regaining his strength. Though still unable to walk unaided, his condition had improved drastically. Charlotte, ever the devoted companion, stayed by his side, but even from afar, they kept in close contact with the family, offering their support and guidance.Back home, William
Hidden Legacy A Rocky Start
Hunter Lee sat at his desk, his eyes glued to the screen in front of him. The morning had been a whirlwind of meetings, phone calls, and last-minute preparations for an upcoming business trip. Despite his growing prominence in the Lee family business, he felt a gnawing anxiety in the pit of his stomach. His mother’s kidnapping had left him on edge, and the constant pressure from all sides was beginning to wear on him. The last thing he wanted to deal with was another new face in his already crowded life. A knock on the door jolted him from his thoughts. “Come in,” he called out, his voice sharper than intended. The door opened, and Amelia Greene stepped in. She carried a small notepad and a pen, her posture straight, her expression poised yet uncertain. Despite her professional demeanour, there was an unmistakable nervousness in her eyes as she approached Hunter’s desk. “Mr. Lee.” she greeted, her voice steady but soft. “I’m Amelia Greene, your new secretary. Mr. Lee—your gran
Hidden Legacy A New Start
Amelia Greene let out a deep, exhausted sigh as she closed the door of her small apartment behind her. The first day at her new job had been a challenge, leaving her mentally drained and physically weary. Without even bothering to turn on the lights, she kicked off her shoes and shuffled into the living room. Her eyes fell on the single couch she had managed to arrange in the otherwise cluttered space, and she immediately slumped into it, sinking into the worn fabric. She gazed around the room, disheartened by the sight of unopened boxes stacked haphazardly against the walls. They were a stark reminder of how much she still had to do to make this place feel like home. The movers had delivered everything just over a week ago, but between settling into her new job and trying to adjust to life in New York, Amelia hadn’t had the time—or the energy—to unpack. Her eyes travelled to the boxes scattered around the house, each filled with items she hadn’t yet bothered to take out. Pots a
Hidden Legacy Meeting His Ex
Hunter leaned back in his car, eyes closed as he tried to erase the day’s events from his mind. It was quiet now, the only sound being his audible breathing. Despite the stillness around him, his thoughts were anything but calm. His new secretary, Amelia Greene, had been on his mind since their first meeting that morning. Hunter had been intentionally cold, keeping his distance and making it clear that he had no interest in forming any kind of personal connection. But as much as he tried to ignore it, a nagging guilt crept in. He hadn’t missed the way Amelia’s hands trembled slightly as she handed him his schedule, or the momentary flicker of uncertainty in her eyes when he gave her curt instructions. He’d been harsh, perhaps unnecessarily so, but it was a defence mechanism he couldn’t afford to let down. Hunter knew all too well the consequences of letting someone get close. He’d been burned before—his mind inevitably wandered back to Ava, his ex-wife. They had married, and Hunt
Hidden Legacy Persistent Pursuit
Ava didn’t know the meaning of giving up. After her last confrontation with Amelia, she was even more determined to get through to Hunter. The image of her ex-husband’s stoic face haunted her, and her mind twisted with thoughts of what she had lost. The fact that Hunter was now the heir to the Lee fortune only fuelled her desperation. She needed him back—not for love or even for the prestige, but because her life had spiralled out of control since their divorce, and Hunter was the key to regaining her footing. Her next attempt after that fateful encounter with Amelia at the office, was at a charity gala that she knew Hunter would attend. She had been planning to make a grand entrance, to remind him of the woman he had once fallen for. But as she arrived, dressed in an elegant red gown designed to turn heads, her heart sank when she saw Amelia lingering around Hunter— who seemed to be in a heated discussion with some businessmen, scanning the crowd. “Good evening, Ms. Greene.” Ava
Hidden Legacy Power Shifts
The evening sun cast a warm, golden hue over the garden outside Amelia’s house. Inside, the small living room was filled with a sense of quiet anticipation. James sat across from Amelia, his sharp eyes softened with age but still holding a commanding presence. He held a cup of tea between his large hands, the steam swirling lazily upward. Amelia, seated with a notepad and pen out of habit, watched him patiently, ready to jot down any relevant information that might alter the direction of the company, and possibly the family, forever. “Amelia,” James began, breaking the silence. His voice was deep, measured, as if weighing each word before it left his lips. “You’ve been with us for a while now, but you’re a seasoned secretary and you’ve seen the ups and downs, the battles within and outside companies. I’ve come to a point where I must make a decision that will affect the future of everything we’ve built.” Amelia leaned slightly forward, her curiosity piqued. “What are you thinking,