I understood.
“Of course.”
The driver wasn’t random.
He worked for a Watson security company.
My jaw tightened.
The Watson family.
Which meant this wasn’t a kidnapping.
This was politics.
Later that night I tucked the children into bed.
Alice had fallen asleep quickly.
Alex took longer.
He looked up at me.
“You’ll bring Amber back, right?”
I placed a hand on his head.
“Yes.”
There wasn’t even a second of hesitation.
“Yes, I will.”
After the children were asleep, I went to Mr. Asher’s study.
He was standing by the window when I entered.
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Looking older than usual.
More tired.
He didn’t turn immediately.
“You know who took her.”
It wasn’t a question.
“The Watson family,” I said.
He closed his eyes briefly.
I stepped closer.
“There’s something I don’t understand.”
He turned toward me.
“Why would someone from your wife’s family kidnap Amber?”
Mr. Asher sighed.
The sound carried decades of weight.
“Because of me.”
He walked slowly to his desk and sat down.
“When I was young,” he began, “I fell in love with a woman I had no right to marry.”
“A Watson.”
He smiled faintly.
“Her family hated me.” 1
“They said I had nothing.”
“No power.”
“No influence.”
He leaned back in the chair.
“So I married her anyway.”
“And then I built everything you see now.”
The Asher fortune.
The empire.
“All of it.”
His eyes hardened.
“Out of spite.”
“And because I promised her I would give her the best life possible.”
I crossed my arms.
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“And the Watsons never forgave you.”
“No.”
His gaze moved to the window again.
“They believe the Ashers owe them loyalty.”
“But Amber…”
He shook his head slowly.
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