Epilogue

“Mama! Look!”

Blair looked up from her laptop to see her two-year-old daughter, Olivia, proudly showing off a crayon drawing that was mostly colorful scribbles.

“That’s beautiful, sweetheart,” Blair said, genuinely impressed with the artwork of her toddler. “Is that our family?”

Olivia nodded madly, her dark curls bouncing. “You, Daddy, me, and da baby.”

Blair’s hand automatically went to her slightly rounded belly. At four months pregnant with their second child, she was already showing. “That’s right. Our whole family.”

“Can I put it on our ‘frigerator?” Olivia asked, already turning toward the office door.

“Of course. Ask Daddy to help you.”

Olivia ran off, drawing clutched tightly in her small fist, calling for her daddy. Blair smiled, returning to the quarterly reports she’d been reviewing.

Running Warner Industries from her home office three days a week had turned out to be the perfect balance, allowing her to be present for Oliv