Walter understood and smiled faintly. "Very well."
Going after Vivian and Selena was inappropriate—it was a matter within the Cross family, after all. He had to stay out of it.
As Damian climbed into the car, Victor Hale asked quietly,
"Boss, you've been gone for days. If you don't show up soon, Miss Cross might really lose it."
Damian had returned today not as the Blackwell heir, but simply as a man who cared deeply for Elena. Still, it was time he saw her—as her boyfriend.
After escorting Julian back to the hospital, Elena had left right away. The quiet that followed the evening's chaos felt surreal, like a dream she hadn't woken from.
She stood alone beside the river. The cool breeze brushed her cheeks as Olly's bright little face flashed across her mind.
Where had he gone?
No one had found him at the estate, and he had no parents to claim him. So where could a child like that disappear to?
Her phone buzzed suddenly. Damian's name appeared on the screen.
