"And another thing—why is she so obsessed with someone else's kid? What, can Arthur not have his own? Is the Myers family just not meant to have an heir? Ugh, I've had it with this mess!" "That's enough. I'm taking care of some things. Don't waste your energy on the online chatter." Chloe kept her voice soft, trying to soothe Oralia. She could hear the anger trembling in her friend's tone. "But everyone's twisting the story to make you look bad. They're blaming you for messing around with Arthur. Said that you're—" "It doesn't matter. Let them talk. You know the truth—that's all that counts." Chloe lowered her voice. "I've got things to handle now. I'm hanging up. Focus on your shoot. I invested in this project—don't let me down." With that, she ended the call. After leaving the hospital, Chloe didn't go home as she'd originally planned. Instead, she drove somewhere else entirely. About an hour later, she pulled up outside a private estate in the suburbs. Her car was stopped at the main gate. Several men in uniform stood in her way. The one in charge stepped forward. "This is private property. No entry. Turn around now." Chloe rolled down her window and let her gaze sweep across the sprawling grounds. Owning an estate this large in Capaville meant this was no ordinary family. She looked the men over coolly. "Tell that Bingham guy someone's here to see him." The guards exchanged startled looks. Their master's last name was Bingham. His son and daughter had always been traveling abroad for business—none of them were married, and none had kids. Who was "that Bingham guy"? And who would dare refer to a member of the Bingham family so casually? Who on earth was this woman, and how could she be so rude?"Who are you? You don't get to throw the Bingham name around like that," one of them snapped, stepping forward as if to grab her. Chloe watched him calmly, a faint smile on her lips. "I'll say it again. Tell that Bingham guy I need to see him. And you can also tell him—he's raised plenty of well-trained dogs over the years." The guard who'd moved toward her suddenly met her eyes—and something in his gut twisted. The pressure coming off her was intense. On instinct, he glanced back at his leader. The head guard hesitated, then signaled the others to stand down. He turned and went inside to report to Carl. They didn't know who this woman was or what connections she had, but her words carried a weight that felt dangerous. Better to play it safe. Let Carl decide. Carl Bingham was the head of an ancient martial arts family.A true heavyweight. These days, he'd handed most of the business to his children and stepped back from public life, spending his time gardening and playing with his cats and dogs. "Sir!" The guard hurried inside. Carl was teasing a kitten. His cat had just had a litter, and the little ones were finally starting to explore. He was enjoying the moment when the guard's voice cut through the quiet. The kitten got spooked and darted back into its cage. Carl's face darkened. "Why so loud? Ever heard of using your inside voice?" he grumbled, keeping his voice low as he glared at the guard. "Sir, outside... there's a woman... she's asking for..." The guard stammered, lowering his voice. "She said she's here to see... that Bingham guy. Says she needs him." Carl snorted and turned back toward the kittens—then froze. He looked sharply at the guard. "What did you just say? That Bingham guy? She really said that?"The guard flinched under his intense stare and nodded quickly. "Yes. And she's... very pretty." "Why didn't you lead with that? Do I have to pry every word out of you?" Carl tossed the cat toy aside and shot to his feet, rushing toward the door. His steps weren't those of an old man—they were quick and light, like someone half his age. He practically ran to the gate, barely catching his breath as he got there. One look at the car—and the woman leaning against it—and his legs went weak. "Ms. Lewis, it's really you!" He was so overcome he nearly cried. Chloe watched the old man hurry toward her and smiled. "Long time no see." ***** Back at Myers Manor, the moment Carolyn was brought home, her first demand was that Monique help her get revenge. Getting arrested, facing charges, paying damages—she was convinced all her troubles started with Chloe.If Chloe hadn't stirred things up, how could she have lost her role in Rebirth? Now she not only had to compensate Kellian Media for losses—her contract was about to be terminated. She might never work in the industry again.