My twelve-percent stake was the only thing preventing Caleb from gaining complete control of Vance Development.

“You both need to leave,” I said.

Evelyn’s expression hardened.

“You are in no position to give orders.”

Then the recovery-room door opened.

A tall man in a dark tailored coat stepped inside, followed by a hospital executive and two attorneys.

The instant he saw Noah, his expression softened.

Then his eyes shifted toward my parents, and every trace of warmth vanished.