Chapter 12

Lily Grace Cross arrived on a snowy December Tuesday, screaming with a conviction that Mrs. Park said reminded her of Ethan during negotiations. Seven pounds, two ounces. Dark hair. Dark eyes. A grip strong enough to lock around Ethan's finger and refuse to let go — which is exactly what she did the first time he held her. He stood motionless in the hospital room, this man who terrorized boardrooms and toppled empires, completely undone by a seven-pound infant. "She's so small," he whispered. "She's...