Old Mr. Blackwood was the one person left in that family Naomi still felt any real guilt toward.
Thinking back to the video Sebastian had shown her, something cold settled over her expression.
She'd actually been meaning to ask the old man about everything that had happened years ago, and gauge, quietly, whether he'd known the truth all along.
If he was in on it
Then he was complicit too.
She respected him deeply. She genuinely hoped that wasn't the case.
"Where's Grandpa right now?" Naomi asked.
Reading the shift, Ethan understood she'd caved.
A rare smile crossed his mouth. "At the estate. I'll take you now."
This time, Naomi didn't refuse.
Ethan shot Sebastian a pointed look, laced with quiet territorial edge. "Mr. Cole, I'll take Naomi to see my grandfather. I'll get her home
