Chapter 14
Three days passed, and life inside the Vance estate in Beacon Hill began to return to a peaceful routine.
The white coffin and funeral flowers were gone, replaced by fresh yellow roses in the main hallway.
Ethan was fully recovered, spending his afternoons managing the company's charitable foundation with renewed purpose.
William stood in his private library, staring out the floor-to-ceiling windows at the snow falling over the gardens.
He heard soft footsteps behind him and turned to see Clara standing in the doorway, dressed in a warm woolen coat and carrying a small travel bag.
"I came to say goodbye, Mr. Vance," Clara said softly, offering a warm smile.
"My agency is reassigning me to a new task force in Washington, D.C."
William walked over to her, pulling a small velvet box from his desk drawer and placing it gently in her hand.
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"This belonged to my mother," William said quietly. "A small token of gratitude from the Vance family."
Clara opened the box to reveal a beautiful sapphire pendant that sparkled in the sunlight.
