Chapter 29

It had been two weeks since we finally got justice.

Two weeks since the courtrooms, the endless documents, and the nights I stayed awake staring at the ceiling, wondering if the life we had fought for was truly ours now.

And today… it was real.

We were at the company—the one Aurora and Mr. Blackwood stole from my mother. The empire she built with her sweat and tears, ripped from her hands by the people she trusted most. Today, we were here to reclaim what was rightfully hers.

I held my mother’s hand as we rode the elevator to the executive floor. Her palm was warm but slightly damp, and her grip was firmer than I expected. She didn’t speak, but the silence between us was loud. I could hear her breathing, steady yet heavy, like she was holding in years of pain. Benjamin stood tall behind us, his presence grounding me. He didn’t need to say anything—just knowing he was there was enough.

When the elevator dinged softly and the doors slid open, a rush of co