2025-04-25 11:00:44“The Everhart bloodline should’ve been extinct.”
Those words echoed through the sterile silence of the secret underground hall, the scent of dust and burning wires still lingering in the air. Javier stood before the council table, his expression unreadable. He had just dismantled half of Project Helix with nothing but strategy, silence, and the weight of his name.
Across the room, Dr. Alric Mendez—head researcher of Project Helix—leaned forward, trying to mask the trembling in his hands with a condescending grin.
“You’re clever, I’ll give you that,” Alric said, his voice gravelly. “But cleverness doesn't make you immortal, Everhart.”
Javier didn’t respond. He didn’t need to. The moment his gaze
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CHAPTER 251
The ballroom shimmered with chandeliers and champagne flutes, filled with laughter far too rehearsed and smiles far too sharp.Everyone who was someone had gathered for the annual Whitmore Foundation Charity Gala—a parade of designer gowns, million-dollar watches, and inflated egos.Javier Everhart stood alone by the marble pillar near the back, wearing a dark gray suit that lacked any designer logo.His tie was simple. His shoes polished but not glossy. No entourage. No fanfare.He was invisible.Just how he liked it.Except invisibility often came with assumptions.“Oh dear,” a woman's voice said with a sharp chuckle. “Did someone let the valet wander inside?”Javier turned slightly.Three women stood near him, their glittering gowns clinging to curves sculpted by surgeons. Their laughter was brittle, like glass about to crack.One of them, a blonde with a crystal clutch, raised a brow at him.“You’re not lost, are you?” she asked. “This isn’t the service entrance.”Javier offered a
CHAPTER 250
The elevator chimed softly on the seventy-eighth floor of Everhart Holdings.Logan Harricks adjusted his tie for the third time as the receptionist led him through the expansive glass hallway. His palms were sweating, though the temperature in the building was comfortably chilled. He’d rehearsed his apology at least twenty times in the car. Still, his mouth felt dry.He had barely slept since the lounge incident.Not after discovering who Javier Everhart actually was.He’d made a grave mistake — one his shareholders were already whispering about.The receptionist stopped at a tall set of matte-black double doors. She didn’t knock. She simply stepped aside.“He’s waiting,” she said.Logan inhaled sharply and entered.The room was stunning in its minimalism. Black marble floors. An enormous window overlooking the skyline. A single long table, clean save for a sleek laptop and a cup of untouched espresso.And behind the table sat Javier.In the same modest style jacket.No nameplate. No
CHAPTER 249
“Sir,” the host sneered, eyes scanning Javier from head to toe, “this is a private lounge. You’ll need a reservation. And a better suit.”Javier glanced down at his shoes—worn but polished leather. Nothing flashy. Just quiet elegance. Like him.“I believe I have a reservation under Elias Rowe,” Javier said calmly. He always used aliases in places like this. No need for his real name to cause a scene.The host’s smirk widened as he tapped at the tablet. “Elias Rowe? Doesn’t sound familiar.”Behind Javier, a man in a shimmering navy suit stepped forward, flanked by a laughing entourage.“Just send the bum out, Caleb,” the man said loudly. “We don’t want him stinking up the cigar lounge. Jesus, did he walk here?”More laughter.Javier didn’t flinch. “Check again. Rowe. Elias.”The host—Caleb—sighed dramatically and tapped again. His brows lifted slightly, but the condescension didn’t leave his voice.“Well, well. Must’ve been an accident in the system. There is a Rowe reservation, but it
CHAPTER 248
The red lights flashed like the slow rhythm of a heartbeat. Javier’s eyes scanned the room — not in panic, but precision.Valeria’s breath hitched as the tremor passed through the floor beneath them again. But Javier didn’t move. His grip on her hand remained steady, anchoring her in the chaos.Across from them, the girl — Maren — didn’t flinch either.Vincent Rhys’s voice continued to echo through the speakers. “Did you think burying my name would keep me gone, Javier? I taught you everything. And now I’ll take everything back.”Javier exhaled through his nose, slow and quiet. “You always did enjoy melodrama.”He pressed the hidden button in his cufflink.The floor stopped shaking.The red lights blinked once. Then off.Silence.Valeria looked around. “What…?”Javier turned his head slightly toward the wall. “You should come out now, Callen.”A second later, a panel near the core flicked open — revealing a hidden surveillance room behind one-way glass. Inside stood a tall man in a na
CHAPTER 247
The moment Javier stepped out of the gala hall, the air shifted. The warm murmur of elite laughter and string music was left behind, replaced by the sharp slap of city wind and urgency crackling through every step.Valeria stayed close beside him, her heels clicking across the pavement, matching his stride even in her gown. Heather followed just behind, still on the phone with Everhart Holdings’ cybersecurity director.The car was already waiting.“Drive to Vault Complex Alpha. No delays,” Javier said as soon as the door shut.The driver didn’t ask questions. He pulled out without hesitation, the tinted windows swallowing them into the dark of the night.Valeria turned to Javier, voice tight. “You said everything’s in that vault. What exactly is ‘everything’?”He was silent for a beat too long.“Contracts. Identities. The Everhart acquisition trail. Every shell company I’ve ever used. Names. Locations. Files people would kill to get their hands on.”Valeria stared at him. “And it’s be
CHAPTER 246
Silence descended like fog.Javier stood still, unreadable, but his chest rose with a slower breath—measured. Calculated.Valeria’s voice had been quiet, almost a whisper. But in the ballroom, it was a bell that echoed, drawing all ears and all eyes.“Who is she really, Javier?” she repeated.The photo crinkled slightly in her hand.He didn’t answer at first. Not because he didn’t want to—but because everyone was waiting for a lie.Javier never lied.“She was my sister’s daughter,” he said quietly, “and she died five years ago in a car accident.”The crowd, previously breathless with scandal, hesitated. Even Valeria blinked.“She what?”Javier’s gaze remained steady. “Her name was Maren. She was only nineteen. The girl in the photo looks like her. Almost identically. But it’s not her. That’s why I asked Heather to look into it. I didn’t tell you… because I wasn’t sure what I was looking at yet.”Valeria’s fingers slowly uncurled from the photo.“You thought she was—?”“My niece, yes,”
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