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Chapter 660: The Call from the Past!
Sophia stood up, pacing along the edge of the cliff, her boots crunching on the grass. "Jason, whatever you think you know, whatever you've heard—this isn't something you can just walk into. This isn't a handyman job. This is—""A war," he finished. "I know.""You don't know. You can't know. You're a handyman from a small town. You fix leaky faucets. You don't fight shadows."Jason was quiet for a moment. When he spoke again, his voice was different—harder, older, carrying a weight that Sophia had never heard before."I'm not just a handyman, Sophia. I never was."She stopped pacing. "What do you mean?""I mean that Mrs. Patterson wasn't the only one who knew things about you. The people who came looking for you—the ones you thought you sent away? They weren't Hart enemies. They were my people. Guardians. Protectors. The ones who have been watching the Harts from the shadows for centuries."Sophia's mind reeled. "Your people?""My family has served the Harts longer than the Miles fami
Chapter 659: The Ghost of the Coast!
Sophia couldn't breathe as she left Celestine in the garden, mumbling an excuse about needing air, about needing space, about needing to be anywhere but here. Her car had carried her east on autopilot, following roads she hadn't traveled before that led away from the estate, away from the prophecy, away from the weight of being a Hart.Now she stood at the edge of the cliff, staring at the ocean.The water stretched before her, gray and endless, merging with the sky at a horizon that seemed impossibly far away. Gulls cried overhead. The wind whipped her hair across her face. The salt spray stung her cheeks.She closed her eyes and remembered.***Years ago.She had been someone else then. Not Sophia Hart, loyal daughter of the family, fierce protector of the bloodline. She had been Sophia—just Sophia—an enemy of everything the Harts stood for.She and Peniel had worked together in those days. Peniel, with his cold eyes and colder smile, his hunger for power that matched her own. They
Chapter 658: The Sisters in the Garden!
Old man Miles stood slowly, leaning on the table for support."I have seven years left," he said. "Maybe less. The ritual cost me more than my youth. It cost me my health, my strength, my future. But I do not regret it."He looked at Bella—directly, fiercely."Lily and Rose were like daughters to me. When they were taken, I thought my life was over. But then I saw you, Bella. Pregnant. Glowing. Carrying the twins who would become their second chance. And I knew—I knew—that I had to act."He reached into his pocket and pulled out a small leather pouch. He opened it and poured its contents onto the table: two silver rings, each engraved with a name—Lily and Rose."These were theirs," he said. "They wore them around their necks, every day of their lives in the shadow realm. When I performed the reincarnation ritual, I asked the Watcher to bind the rings to the twins' chains. Grace carries Lily's ring. Hope carries Rose's. They do not know it yet. But one day, they will."Bella stared at
Chapter 657: The Confession in the Library!
The estate library had always been a place of refuge but tonight, there was no comfort in its walls.Ruth stood at the head of the long table, her hands clasped behind her back, her face carved from stone. Around the table sat the family: Jackson and Bella, Andrew and Hailey, James, Celestine, Sophia, Jacqueline, and Old Man Miles—his usual stoop more pronounced, his hands trembling.The twins were upstairs in the nursery, watched over by a team of guards Ruth had personally vetted.Ruth had been speaking for twenty minutes. Her voice was steady, clinical, as if she were delivering a quarterly report rather than unraveling years of secrets. She told them about the vault—its construction, its purpose, its keeper. She told them about Ezra—his twin daughters, his wife, his vigil. She told them about the Watcher—the ancient entity bound to the estate, feeding on memory, granting power to those who served it.And then she told them about the reincarnation.Silence fell.Bella was the firs
Chapter 656: The Graveyard Confession!
Jackson stared at Miles, his mind refusing to process what he had just heard. "That's not possible. Lily and Rose were taken forty years ago. They'd be adults now. They'd be—""They would be," Miles interrupted, "if they had lived normal lives. But they didn't. They were taken by the Queen. Raised in the shadow realm. Time moves differently there, Jackson. Forty years here is a lifetime there. Lily and Rose grew up. They became women. They became warriors."He traced another symbol on the sketch—a circle within a circle, like two worlds overlapping."But they could not fulfill the prophecy. The Queen needed twins born of Hart blood, raised in the light, untouched by shadow. So she sent Lily and Rose back.""Back?" Jackson's voice was barely a whisper."Reincarnated. Reborn. Their souls were placed into new bodies—your daughters' bodies. Grace and Hope are not just your children, Jackson. They are Lily and Rose, returned to finish what they started."Jackson felt the room spin. He grab
Chapter 655: Old Man Miles' Secret!
Bella's eyes filled with tears. "Which one? Which of my daughters—""I don't know." Jackson's voice cracked. "Ezra doesn't know either. Not yet. The power doesn't manifest at birth. It grows with them."Jackson stood for a while and kissed her forehead. "I need to go see someone. I'll be back.""Where are you going?" Bella asked, her voice small."I'm coming back," he said. And then he left.***The walk to the east wing felt longer than usual.Jackson's footsteps echoed on the marble floors, the sound swallowed by the heavy curtains and ancient tapestries that lined the walls. The estate was waking up—servants moving in the distance, the smell of coffee drifting from the kitchen, the low murmur of voices in the security office.But Jackson wasn't headed to any of those places.He stopped outside Old Man Miles' door, knocked once, then opened the door.The room was cluttered—stacks of books on every surface, rolled-up blueprints leaning against the walls, half-empty coffee cups scatte
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