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toic, self-assured CEO she'd known all her life began to crumble."Are you... are you saying you have a half-brother out there?" she stammered, her voice barelya whisper.A ghost of a smile, tinged w

id, his voice cold and firm. "Right now, the priority is securing the company and fulfilling William's wishes. Anything else can wait."Stephanie understood the logic, but there was a tremor of uncertainty in her voice as she responded."And what exactly are William's wishes for us, Ethan? Beyond the legalities and the company?"Ethan met her gaze, his blue eyes holding a depth of emotion she hadn't seen before."Maybe," he said slowly, his voice almost a whisper, "he wanted us to find a way to heal the fractured legacy of the Fiore family. Maybe, just maybe, he was hoping we could find something more... something real... amidst this mess".The words hung in the air, a silent challenge and a glimmer of hope in the face of their uncertain future. Their marriage of convenience had just taken a sharp turn, becoming a complextapestry woven with secrets, betrayal, and the possibility of a family reconciliation they never knew they needed.Stephanie stared at Ethan, the weight of his words settling upon her like a tangible force. Healing a fractured legacy? Finding something real amidst this mess? Those hardly seemed like the priorities of a calculated business arrangement. Yet, a sliver of hope flickered within her, fueledby the unspoken possibility Ethan had hinted at."Maybe," she conceded, her voice barely a whisper. "Maybe that's what this is all about."The night stretched before them, a vast emptiness filled with unspoken emotions and a shared burden. They would be married in a week, a public display of a union born of necessity. But beneath the surface, a new question had emerged, one that transcended legalities and shareholder meetings."Ethan," Stephanie began, her voice hesitant, "did you ever... have any desire to reconnect with this... family you never knew about?"Ethan's expression remained unreadable. Silence stretched between them, heavy with unspoken thoughts. Finally, he spoke, his voice a low rumble."Growing up, London felt like a cage," he admitted. "There were expectations, a suffocating sense of duty. The idea of escape held a certain allure. But after William left, everything changed. My mother... she... well, her world crumbled without him."Stephanie's heart ached for the young Ethan, a boy robbed of his father by a family rift he couldn't comprehend. Perhaps, like her, he too harbored a yearning to understand the past, to connect with a family he