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Uncle Keenan hesitated for a second before his voice brightened with a familiar warmth. "It's been a long time, Eva! I'm doing alright. How about you?"

"I'm good, Uncle Keenan. Actually, I just secured an overpass project. Thought maybe you'd be interested?

I wasn't really sure what to say after that. The last time I'd seen him, I was probably just a kid. Our families had never been close, and after Grandpa passed away, the distance between us only grew

Both of my parents were soft-spoken, never the type to stir up conflict. I never knew what went down between them and Uncle Keenan, but my mom always warned me to steer clear of his side of the family. like there was something more I wasn't being told. When Grandpa passed, most of his estate and company shares went to Uncle Keenan.

My dad wasn't one to argue over money or inheritance, which made me believe there was more going on behind the scenes-something they kept hidden.

The Green family we became after that? My dad built it from the ground up, every step of the way.

But we were still in the same business, and even Harmon Group worked with Uncle Keenan's company. Now that they had absorbed my dad's old business, the Green family was nothing like it had been.

"I heard you got the overpass project. Congrats! But you know how cross-province deals can be a real headache."

I could sense he was interested, but he was holding back, not wanting to come across too eager. After all, me calling him out of the blue like this was bound to raise questions.

Clearing my throat, I tried to sound casual. "Yeah, Uncle Keenan, I'm just trying to find the right partners. You know, doing my due diligence."

His tone changed, suddenly flat and to the point. "But I also heard you and Leonard are headed for a divorce?

That caught me off guard. I hadn't expected him, sitting all the way in Melgrove, to know about my personal life. For a second, I had no idea what to say.

He let out a hetay sigh. "So, it's true then. Is the Harmon family giving you a hard time?"

He thought I was reaching out for backup. And honestly, with the way things were going-with Leonard and the divorce hanging over me-I couldn't deny I was running out of options

I didn't confirm or deny it. Instead, I steered the conversation back to the overpass project

In the end, he said, "Eva, your proposal's interesting, but I'll need some time to think it over. And if you end

up divorcing Leonard, you're not gonna drag me into any of that drama, right?"

His voice had a sharp edge of suspicion, and I didn't bother hiding the truth.

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"I might be divorcing Leonard, yeah. So, I'm looking for a backup plan. And honestly, when it comes business, who can I trust more than my own uncle?"

It was a reasonable explanation, but as I expected, he stayed cautious. He said he'd consider it.

I'd heard that the Green family's company had been doing well in Melgrove, becoming one of the top businesses in the area.

With my dad's old team behind him, Uncle Keenan had no trouble turning the company around almost

immediately. Still, he was being careful with me, avoiding a straight answer

I thought back to my mom's journal. There was something odd in there about Uncle Keenan, but before 1 could dwell on it, sleep washed over me, and I faded out The next day, Emma swept me off to furniture shopping during her lunch break

"How do you plan to live there without any furniture? They deliver and assemble everything for you. And don't stress about the money-your bestie here is loaded!"

She was thriving at Harmon Group, her confidence soaring with every project she tackled. I felt a swell of pride for her, maybe once I was gone, she'd finally climb to director

But just as we finished selecting a sleek couch and a stylish wardrobe, Leonard stormed over, rege emanating from him like heat from a fire. "Enjoying your little break, I see, while you're supposed to be working."

"Mr. Harmon, is there an issue with us stepping out during lunch?"

Emma instinctively moved in front of me, but Leonard's piercing gaze remained locked on me. "Buying furniture? So, you're really planning to move out?"

His eyes burned with anger, as if he was ready to pounce.

His chest heaved with frustration before his tone softened, almost pleading. "Eva, please, just stop this. I told you, we're not getting a divorce. Don't worry about the online mess; the trending topics have been taken down Harmon Group will hold the platform accountable" "Hold the platform accountable?" I rolled my eyes, incredulous. Even now, he was still trying to shield Lily?

As the thought of her pregnancy crossed my mind, a knowing smirk tugged at my lips.

"Right, the platforms at fault. The netizens are to blame. But the mastermind? No responsibility there, right? The mother of your child? She's off the hook. Clearly, it's all my fault."

I grabbed Emma's hand, ready to walk away, but Leonard stepped in front of me again, blocking my path

"Eve, listen... Just give me some time. I promise I'll find out who's behind this and clear your name. You'll get a satisfactory answer, I swear."

Emma started to step forward, but I quickly pulled her back.

"You don't know who's behind this? Or are you just stalling, hoping to sweep it all under the rug and find someone to take the fall?"

'I'm sorry, Eva. It's just it's not the right time yet. Please, just wait a little longer. Give me some time, okay? Leonard's voice dipped, almost sounding vulnerable

I let out a bitter laugh. Wasn't I the one who'd been wronged from the start? Time was the one luxury couldn't afford anymore.

"Leonard, let's end this in a civil manner. Sign the divorce papers. It's going to take time, anyway"

"Eva" He lunged forward, shoving Emma aside and gripping my arm.

But before he could pull me any closer, his hand was snagged in a firm grip. Penelope stood there, looking up at him.

"What are you doing. Mr. Harmon? Planning to assault your wife in broad daylight?" She arched an eyebrow, her tone dripping with disdain. "You really are something else, aren't you?"