Cecilia Thorne. Granddaughter to Edward Thorne. Heir to the Thorne empire.
If she was still alive, that is. Wow. Athena mused, hoping the female was alive, seeing the faith shining in the eyes of Mr. and Mrs. Thorne.
She couldn't even pretend to understand the feelings sweeping through the couple—having a piece of their daughter back, moreso, a granddaughter. It was more than they could ask for.
Whoever she was, Athena thought, she was both lucky—and well, in for a lot of trouble—considering Cedric had been trained from birth to see the Thorne's empire as his. It would take a lot to dissuade him from his pursuit.
Fortunately, old Mr. Thorne wasn't exactly gentle, or a pushover when it came to serious matters.
Cecilia Thorne. They might be good friends.
Athena watched the couple murmur the names of their granddaughter under their breath, as if tasting the synergy of the two names. Then she looked at Ewan.
