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Chapter 58 — The Lie Behind Her Father's Door
Alora stared at the glowing screen held in her father's trembling hand. If she learns who signed the second agreement, she will finally know why her mother had to die. The words seemed to hover in the quiet room, suffocating the last remaining air out of her chest. "Dad..." Alora's voice cracked. "Who is that? Whose name is on that paper?" Arthur Vance didn't answer. He snatched the phone back, his hands shaking so violently he almost dropped it onto the rug. He pulled the folder tight against his ribs, as if trying to shield the paper from her eyes physically. "I told you to leave, Alora," he whispered, his face drawn and completely drained of color. "You need to take Damien and go. Right now." "No," Alora said, stepping around the corner of the heavy oak desk to block his exit. "You don't get to do this again. You don't get to show me a piece of the truth and then hide behind your fear. Who signed that agreement alongside Mum and Richard?" "Alora, listen to your father," Dami
Chapter 57 — The Question Damien Couldn't Answer
Alora stared at Damien, the phone heavy in her hands as the message burned into her vision.Ask Damien what happened the night your mother died.Her fingers went cold. Across the room, Damien didn't move. He stood completely rigid, his expression locked behind the unreadable mask he wore whenever a situation spun out of his control.For several agonizing seconds, neither of them spoke.Richard watched them from near the fireplace, his eyes darting back and forth between husband and wife, measuring every twitch of their faces."What does it mean, Damien?" Alora asked, her voice barely a whisper against the silence of the room.Damien looked down at the display, his jaw tightening so hard a muscle pulsed in his cheek. "I don't know.""You don't know?""I don't."Alora searched his face, desperate for something in his eyes that would anchor her. She wanted to believe him. After everything that had happened between them—the suspicion, the secrets, the quiet moments where she had finally a
Chapter 56 — The Man in the House
The room went still, the temperature dropping as Alora stared down at the screen in her shaking hands.Ask Damien what happened the night your mother died.The words burned into her vision. Slowly, she lifted her head. Damien was standing frozen beside her, his body rigid, his usual unreadable mask slipping for a fraction of a second to reveal raw, unadulterated tension."Damien..." Alora’s voice was barely a breath. "What is this?"Damien didn't look at her phone. His jaw was clenched so hard a muscle twitched violently in his cheek. "It's a distraction, Alora. Put the phone down.""It's not just a distraction!" she cried out, her voice echoing off the high ceilings. She turned the screen toward him. "Look at it! Why would someone send me this?"Before Damien could answer, Richard let out a low, bitter laugh from the corner of the room. "Because the lie was always going to unravel, Hartwell. You knew it the day you married her."Damien turned on Richard, his eyes flashing with a dang
Chapter 55: Ask Victoria
Alora stayed in the car long after the call ended, staring out the windshield as the engine hummed softly. Ask Victoria. The words looped in her mind, over and over. Victoria had known her mother. Victoria had been spotted near the café. And now an anonymous caller was handing her Victoria’s name on a silver platter. It was almost too clean. That was what terrified Alora the most. Someone had been laying down breadcrumbs for weeks, nudging her from one target to another. What if Victoria was just another distraction? What if someone wanted her to turn against her stepmother to tear the family apart even further? She shifted the car into drive. There was only one way to know for sure. Victoria was alone when Alora arrived at her townhouse. She opened the door herself, her brow furrowing in surprise. "Alora?" "We need to talk." Victoria’s eyes narrowed slightly. "About what?" "My mother." A flicker of something crossed Victoria's face—a brief shadow of hesitation—before she
Chapter 54: The Face in the Photograph
The door opened. Victoria stepped inside. Damien looked at her without speaking, his hands resting flat against the edge of his mahogany desk. She frowned slightly, her keen eyes sweeping over his motionless posture. "Is something wrong, Damien?" He slowly placed his phone face down on the desk, shielding the screen. "Why would something be wrong, Victoria?" Victoria studied him, her posture rigid. "You've been acting strangely since yesterday. Distracted. On edge." "I have a considerable amount of corporate matters to deal with," he replied, his tone clipped. "Because of Alora?" Damien's expression remained unreadable, though a sharp pulse ticked in his jaw. "Why do you ask?" Victoria walked farther into the room, stopping just opposite his desk. "Because ever since all of this began, you've been questioning everyone in this house except her." The words immediately irritated him. "That's not true." "Isn't it?" Victoria folded her arms, her diamond bracelets catching the so
Chapter 53: The Distance Between Them
Damien stared at the high-resolution photograph for a long time. The quiet café. Alora sitting at the corner table. The shrouded figure sitting across from her. And that unmistakable geometric silver watch gleaming beneath the awning. His immediate instinct was to storm upstairs, pull Alora out of her room, and demand an explanation. But his hand froze over the phone. What would he even say? The person who has been methodically dismantling our lives was spotted having coffee with you? It sounded insane. Yet nothing about the past month had operated within the realm of sanity. He picked up his phone and dialed his security chief. "Identify the person sitting opposite my wife. Now." The chief hesitated over the line. "Sir, the outdoor angle is too obscured by the street foliage." "Then pull the internal café surveillance feeds." "We're already attempting to override their server access, Mr. Hartwell." Damien ended the call without another word. He leaned back into his heavy leath
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