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“You can’t make me leave my sister.”

“I can. She’s my wife. I can do the same damn thing you did to me in Harbor Cove. Which, by the way, I still haven’t gotten over yet. So, I’d be glad to return the favor.”

“And I’d be glad to help him,” Sierra said. “Daddy, you want me to call security?”

“Call security?” Kyle asked. “What’s going on here?”

Grant slid his eyes closed as he heaved a sigh. “Nothing, tempers are just a little hot.”

“Yeah, well, maybe cut it out. The last thing we need right now is Julia waking up to us all arguing. As usual.”

Alicia heaved a sigh as he checked her vitals. “Sorry. You’re right.”

Grant nodded as he collapsed into the chair again. “She’s been through enough. I don’t want to have to explain to her that we can’t get along, especially when she needs us the most.”

Kyle tapped on the tablet he held.

“How is the treatment going?”

“Good. I would expect her to wake soon. She’ll still feel pretty bad, but she should recover well. She’s a fighter.”

Grant patted her hand as he smiled at her quiet form. “Yes, she is.”

“I can’t believe Mom would do this,” Sierra said. “When is she going to disappear?”

Grant shifted in his seat, uncomfortable with the question. Her takeover attempt at Harrington Global hadn’t yet finished. Their stock buyback had begun, but they were nowhere near having enough to be the majority stockholder and Lydia continued to gain some ground despite their pushback.

He hoped when Julia woke up, Lydia wasn’t the owner of his company. He’d monitored reports from Mike, unhappy with the progress, but hoping for the best.

A slight change in her heart monitor’s beeping drew his attention away from his troubles. His pulse quickened as he flicked his gaze from the display to Julia. “Is she okay?”

“Heart rate’s picking up,” Kyle answered. “It could be a problem, or it could be her waking up.”

“Why would her heart rate go up?”

“She’s likely in pain or sick—or both,” Kyle answered.

His stomach twisted at the words as he glanced at her, wishing he could take the pain away. She groaned as she shifted in the bed.

“Julia?” Grant called, rising to hover over her.

“Juju? Open your eyes,” Alicia said.

“Julia?” Kyle said as he pushed past her sister. “Can you hear me?”

“Uh-huh,” she murmured, but her eyes didn’t open. When they did, she squinted, her features twisted.

Grant’s heart raced as he worried about her condition.

“You sensitive to the light?” Kyle asked.

She nodded in response. Sierra flicked off the lights which seemed to ease her discomfort.

“How are you feeling?” Kyle asked.

“Awful,” she groaned. “What’s happening to me?”

Grant kept her hand firmly clutched in his, trying to offer her strength as Kyle informed her of her condition and the developments since she’d lost consciousness.