Chapter 166

Jeremy had already grown accustomed to being coaxed to sleep by Sloane. So that night, the bedtime story barely reached halfway before the little one’s breathing evened out, his lashes resting softly against his cheeks. One small hand still clutched the edge of her sleeve, as if afraid she might disappear. Sloane looked at his sleeping face, and something warm loosened in her chest. Her whole body relaxed. For once, her mind stopped replaying unpleasant faces, sharp words, and exhausting confrontations. Everything that had weighed on her earlier, those people, those memories, quietly faded into the background. Wrapped in that rare sense of calm, she closed her eyes and fell asleep as well. … In the living room, Dominic opened the laptop he had brought with him. A video call connected, the screen lighting up with his assistant’s face. They went through several matters in low voices, logistics, internal follow-ups, unresolved issues that clearly couldn’t wait until morning. When the call