Leanne was itching to know what had happened twenty years ago, but from the look of it, Curtis was in


    the dark as much as she was.


    Who else could she turn to? Who could she trust?


    If her parents'' demise was in the Richardson family''s hands, how was she supposed to face Mary and


    Curtis?


    The sudden pressure and whirlwind of thoughts were too much for Leanne''s mind to handle.


    "What was your uncle like?"


    "He was a character, not as stern as Dad. He''s taught me how to swim."


    Curtis had a special bond with his uncle during his younger years, far more than the strict and solemn


    Maddox. During those years when he felt misunderstood and lived recklessly, Curtis sometimes


    thought his Uncle Hanley, the second child like him, could empathize with him.


    Leanne fiddled with his button. "Were you close to him?"


    "Yeah, but it''s been twenty years. I might not even recognize Uncle Hanley if I bumped into him." Curtis


    let his eyes drop in azy way, his silence hanging heavy for a few moments, "Are you aiming to get


    me undressed?"


    Following his gaze, Leanne noticed she had almost torn off his button.


    She let go of the noticeably distressed button, trying to smooth it back into ce with a few swipes of


    her palm.


    Curtis caught her hand, holding it in his, and leaned down to press his lips to hers.


    It wasn''t about desire but a tender moment of intimacy. After a while, Curtis asked her, "Have you put in


    for your vacation yet?"


    "I have," Leanne replied, "I can take twelve days off at the end of the month."


    "How about we go to d?" Curtis suggested, "I promised you before."


    One had to make up for regrets to feelplete.


    Leanne thought of the ind near the Arctic Circle, and of ice and fire, with its pr ciers andva


    volcanoes, not to forget the romantic Northern Lights.


    "You also promised to teach me skiing. But then, you took Suzan."


    Curtis squinted. "When did I teach her?"


    Leanne nced at him, mentioning that day Suzan shared on her social media.


    Curtis clicked his tongue. "I didn''t teach her. That day you weren''t there, it was dull, and I left early."


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    "I know. I was giving you a hard time," Leanne stated boldly, "especially since you bailed on our


    honeymoonst time."


    "My bad," Curtis admitted, sliding to his knees in a yful apology, "I promise no bailing this time."


    When Caleb entered to deliver documents, he saw the office curtains drawn, blocking the intense


    sunlight.


    With her bare feet, Leanne was cozily nestled in Curtis'' arms, deeply asleep.


    Curtis held her, willingly serving as her human cushion.


    The office was dim, and the chaos outside couldn''tpare to the significance of the person in his


    arms.


    The secretary dared not interrupt, leaving Caleb to face the frontline alone.


    Curtis nced up, signaling him to scram with his eyes.


    Braving it out, Caleb whispered, "This financial report needs your signature ASAP. Finance is waiting to


    process the payment."


    Without changing his posture, Curtis reached out one hand for the pen while holding Leanne with the


    other.


    Understanding the drill, Caleb uncapped the pen for him and held the folder steady.


    Curtis quickly signed off. Then Caleb retrieved the pen and folder and tiptoed out of the room.