All Chapters of THE BILLIONAIRE WHO LOST EVERYTHING: Chapter 21
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THE GRANDMOTHER BENEATH THE ESTATE
The voice came again from the darkness.“Adrian, don’t let her bring you down here.”I stopped on the staircase.Behind me, Eleanor Voss went completely still.Ethan raised his uninjured hand, signaling me not to move. Noah stood at the doorway above us, his weapon drawn, watching the corridor.“Who is down there?” I called.A faint laugh answered me.“Your family has spent twenty years deciding who deserves to know the truth. Don’t make the same mistake.”I turned toward Eleanor.“You said she was your mother.”“She is.”“Then why is she living beneath an abandoned estate?”“Because she doesn’t trust anyone.”“Does she have a reason not to trust you?”Eleanor’s silence was answer enough.I continued down the stairs.The passage was narrow, its walls reinforced with old concrete. Small lamps illuminated the steps, but several had burned out, leaving patches of darkness between them.At the bottom stood a steel door.There was a keypad beside it.Eleanor entered six digits.The lock cl
THE PRICE OF SAVING SOPHIA
“Your grandfather, Alexander Vale.”Margaret’s words echoed in my head.For several seconds, I couldn’t move. The idea was too monstrous to accept, yet the expression on my grandmother’s face told me she wasn’t inventing another family tragedy to frighten me.Alexander had fathered a secret child.That child had disappeared before the family records were completed.And now Sophia was being held by someone who knew about the seventh founder.I looked down at my phone.Fifty-seven minutes remained.“Tell me everything you know about the third child,” I demanded.Margaret shook her head. “I don’t know where the child is.”“Who took the child?”“I never found out.”“You expect me to believe you’ve spent twenty years hiding beneath this estate, collecting evidence against the Circle, and you never discovered who took a baby from your own family?”“I discovered who arranged the disappearance. I never discovered who carried it out.”“Who arranged it?”Margaret’s eyes shifted toward Eleanor V
THE WOMAN SOPHIA BURIED
“Ask Sophia why she was the last person to see your biological mother alive.”My grandfather’s words followed me into the silence.I stared at the screen, searching Alexander Vale’s face for any sign that the man speaking was an impostor. His skin was pale. A bandage covered his chest. Medical equipment surrounded his bed.He looked like a dying man.But his eyes were sharp.Too sharp.“You expect me to believe you’re lying in a hospital bed while controlling a kidnapping?” I demanded.Alexander gave a faint smile.“Believe whatever helps you survive, Adrian. You’ve always been good at that.”The countdown continued.08:54.Sophia struggled against her restraints.“Don’t listen to him!”The masked man appeared behind her and placed a hand on her shoulder.“Your grandfather has given you a simple choice,” he said through the speakers. “The ring for Sophia. No ring, no Sophia.”I stepped closer to the camera.“Let her go, and I’ll consider it.”“Consider it?” The man laughed. “You’re st
THEY CAME FOR THE WRONG BROTHER
The first bullet shattered the study window.“DOWN!”I grabbed Sophia and dragged her behind the desk as glass exploded across the floor. Ethan threw himself behind a heavy cabinet, his injured arm striking the wood hard enough to make him curse.Another shot tore through the doorway.Someone screamed in the corridor.The lights remained dead.Emergency lamps flickered on, bathing the study in a dim red glow.“Ethan!” I shouted.“Still alive!”“Can you move?”“Ask me again when I’m not being shot at!”I almost laughed. Almost.Then I heard boots approaching the study.Three men, possibly four.They knew exactly where we were.I pulled Sophia lower behind the desk.“Stay here. Don’t move unless Noah comes for you.”She seized my wrist.“Adrian, don’t do anything stupid.”“That’s a terrible time to ask me that.”“I’m serious.”“So am I.”I pressed my forehead briefly against hers.Then I rose, weapon in hand.The first attacker entered the room with his gun raised.I fired once.He drop
THE SISTER THEY ERASED
YOUR SISTER IS ALIVE.I read the words again.Then I enlarged the photograph on my phone.Eleanor Voss stood outside a hospital entrance, twenty years younger, her dark hair falling across one shoulder. She held a newborn wrapped in a white blanket.The date stamped beneath the image matched the night my mother had given birth.But it wasn’t the date that frightened me.It was the hospital bracelet around the baby’s wrist.I could barely make out the writing, but one word was clear.VALE.“Adrian!”Noah’s voice pulled me back to the present.Bullets were striking the wall behind us. Marcus was barely conscious, and the attackers were closing in.I shoved the phone into my pocket.“Get Marcus into the vehicle!”Noah grabbed Marcus’s other arm. Together, we dragged him toward the drainage path while Ethan’s voice crackled through my earpiece.“Where are you?”“Under attack at the old service station. Marcus is wounded.”“I’m coming.”“No! Stay with Sophia.”“Adrian—”“That’s an order, E
THE NAME INSIDE THE BLUE BOX
“Ethan Vale?”I stared at Sophia.She nodded, her face drained of color.“My father’s letter was addressed to Ethan. Not you. Not me. Ethan.”“That doesn’t make sense. Your father died years before Ethan and I discovered each other.”“I know.”“Then how could he have known Ethan existed?”Sophia shook her head. “I don’t know, Adrian. That’s why we need to find that letter.”Outside the vehicle, Noah glanced at us through the rearview mirror.“Where are we going?”“Bennett House,” Sophia answered. “My father’s old residence.”Noah’s expression changed.“That’s been abandoned for years.”“Not completely,” she said. “The property is maintained by a caretaker. My father insisted that the house and everything inside it remain untouched.”“Why didn’t you tell me about this before?” I asked.Sophia turned toward me.“Because I didn’t know the letter existed until Eleanor mentioned it. My father died when I was young. Afterward, my aunt handled his estate. She told me there were old business
THE MAN WHO REMEMBERED THE NURSERY
The bullet tore through the lock.“DOWN!” I shouted.Sophia dropped behind the desk as the door burst open.A man in a black tactical jacket entered with his weapon raised. His face was hidden behind a dark mask, but his movements were familiar. He scanned the room, found me, and fired.I threw myself behind a bookcase.The bullet shattered a framed photograph.“Who sent you?” I shouted.He didn’t answer.He advanced toward the desk.I moved before he reached Sophia.I slammed into him from the side, driving his weapon arm against the wall. The gun discharged, deafening us in the confined room.He struck me across the face with his elbow.Pain exploded along my jaw.I retaliated with a punch to his ribs, but he twisted free and reached for a second weapon.I kicked it from his hand.We crashed against the desk, scattering Richard Bennett’s letters across the floor.The man was strong, trained, and determined.But he made one mistake.He kept trying to reach the blue box.I drove my sh
THE SISTER WITH SOPHIA’S NAME
For several seconds, nobody spoke.The name on my phone seemed to burn into my mind.SOPHIA BENNETT.I looked at the woman standing beside me.Sophia had read the message over my shoulder. Her lips parted, but no sound came out.Then she shook her head.“No.”I gripped the phone.“Tell me you know nothing about this.”“I don’t know anything about it, Adrian.”“Your father protected the third child. His letter was addressed to Ethan. Eleanor gave us a key bearing your initials. Now a dying doctor says the missing child’s name is yours.”“I’m telling you the truth!”Her voice cracked.I wanted to believe her. God knew I wanted to believe her.But my entire life had been destroyed by people who had looked me in the eye and sworn they were telling the truth.I had learned that love didn’t make someone innocent.And a familiar face didn’t make someone trustworthy.Ethan stepped between us.“Stop.”I turned toward him.“Stay out of this.”“No. We’re not going to repeat what our families did
THE WOMAN STANDING BESIDE US
The lullaby drifted through the darkness.Three will be born, and three return soon.I raised my weapon toward the sound.“Whoever you are, show yourself!”The singing stopped.Then a woman’s voice answered.“Adrian, put the gun down.”My blood ran cold.I knew that voice.I had heard it in childhood memories, in nightmares, and in the few recordings of my mother I had managed to recover.“Mother?”Ethan grabbed my arm.“Don’t move.”The emergency lights flickered on, bathing the vault in a dim red glow.Gabriel Vale was gone.The steel door remained sealed, and the computer terminal had shut down. Only the old security ring on my finger and the file displayed moments earlier remained in my thoughts.Then someone stepped from between the cabinets.A woman in a dark coat.Her hair was streaked with gray. Her face was thinner than the woman in my memories, but her eyes were unmistakable.Eleanor Vale.The woman who had raised me.The woman who had told me she was my aunt.The woman whos
THE PROMISE TO THE BABY IN THE THIRD CRIB
I stared at Ethan’s photograph until the screen dimmed.His hands were tied behind a chair. Blood marked his lower lip, and a bruise darkened his cheekbone. Behind him, Gabriel Vale stood with one hand resting on the chair.The woman beside Gabriel had her face scratched out.But I recognized her coat.It was the same dark coat Eleanor Voss had worn at the chapel.I looked up.“Where is Eleanor Voss?”Eleanor Vale, the woman who had raised me, frowned.“Why are you asking me?”“Because this woman is wearing her coat.”She studied the photograph.“That isn’t Eleanor Voss.”“How can you be certain?”“Because Eleanor Voss has a scar on her left hand. This woman’s hands are visible.”I enlarged the image.The woman’s fingers were bare.No scar.No ring.Nothing that could establish her identity.“Then who is she?” Sophia asked.Eleanor shook her head.“I don’t know.”I looked at the clock.11:08 p.m.Gabriel wanted the original security ring at midnight. He had Ethan, and he had made it c