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The Housekeeper’s Legacy Chapter 32: The Last Stand
The lights flickered for a moment before they went completely out. The compound was now plunged into darkness, but that didn’t stop Gregory from moving. The plan had worked—they had successfully disabled the communications, and now the compound was in disarray. Guards were shouting at each other, but their orders were lost, echoing through the empty halls with no direction.“Move!” Gregory hissed, grabbing Amelia’s arm as he pulled her toward the back exit. The others were close behind, but the silence in the compound felt suffocating. The only sound was the pounding of their footsteps and the occasional distant shout. The chaos was their ally now—Voss’s empire was crumbling, and they were the ones at the center of it.Mara led the way through the maze of corridors, her senses heightened, every muscle tensed for the inevitable clash. The danger wasn’t over; it had only just begun. There were still guards on the inside, and Voss’s reinforcements would be on their way soon. Time was run
The Housekeeper’s Legacy Chapter 33: The Escape
The vault door slammed shut with a thunderous crash, but it felt like the world was closing in on Gregory as he stared at the flames consuming the files. Each one was a key to his future, his inheritance—his identity—but now, they were gone. Reduced to ash. There would be no going back from this. He had destroyed the last vestige of Voss’s empire, the thing that had kept him enslaved in a life of lies. But as the fire crackled, so did the reality of their situation.The sound of gunfire from outside reminded him that they were far from finished. They had accomplished their goal—but at what cost?“We’ve done it,” Amelia whispered, her voice filled with a strange mix of relief and disbelief as she stood next to Gregory. “We’ve taken everything from him.”“Not everything,” Gregory muttered, his eyes scanning the vault one last time. “We still have to get out alive.”“Agreed,” Crane said, his voice low and tense. “And that’s not going to be easy. They’ll be coming for us now, and they won
The Housekeeper’s Legacy Chapter 1: The Stain on the Marble
The marble floors were pristine—shining like the surface of still water—until the mop skidded just a little too far and knocked over the cleaning bucket.A splash of soapy water spread across the foyer.A moment later, thunder.“Idiot!”The shout echoed off the high ceilings of the Rosewell Mansion like a whip crack. Gregory flinched, already dropping to his knees, scrambling to soak the water up with his sleeves before anyone else could see it.Too late.Mr. Rosewell, tall and broad with a jaw clenched so tight it looked carved from granite, stormed into the room in his slippers.“I told you to clean quietly! Now look—look at this mess! This is imported Carrara marble! Do you even know what that is? Of course you don’t.”Gregory kept his eyes down. “I’m sorry, sir. It won’t happen again.”Mr. Rosewell’s voice dropped to a quieter, more dangerous tone. “It never should’ve happened.”Behind him, Gregory could hear the snickers.Here they come.Seth, the eldest son, leaned against the s
The Housekeeper’s Legacy Chapter 2: The Whisper in the Dark
Gregory didn’t dare move.He stayed crouched behind the thick curtain, heart pounding like a war drum in his chest. Every breath he took felt like it might betray him.Mr. Rosewell stood by the window for a long moment, watching the darkened garden like it might offer him answers. Then, with a sigh, he turned and left the study, pulling the heavy oak door shut behind him.Silence returned, thick and suffocating.Gregory waited a full minute before slipping out from his hiding spot. His shirt rustled as he adjusted it, the hidden items pressing against his ribs—a baby photo, the hospital wristband, and the old tag with only his first name.The man he worked for—cleaned for, suffered under—was hiding something. No, not something. Everything.He knew.That phone call. Those words.“If that old man dies before he finds the boy…”That boy might be him.Gregory left the study as quietly as he had entered, his mind reeling. The corridor was dark, lit only by the pale blue glow of moonlight f
The Housekeeper’s Legacy Chapter 3: The Test of Blood
The mansion smelled different that morning.Not the usual mix of lemon cleaner and cigar smoke, but something tense, sharp—like metal in the air before a storm.Gregory descended the attic stairs as usual, already mentally preparing for the day’s insults. But today felt different. The halls were quiet. Too quiet. No laughter from the brothers. No barking orders from Mr. Rosewell.He stepped into the main foyer—and froze.Every member of the Rosewell family stood there.All five children.Mr. Rosewell in a sharp charcoal suit.And someone new.A man in his early forties. Neat, clinical, like a hospital administrator in disguise. He held a slim black briefcase and had the kind of smile that made Gregory feel like a lab rat.“Ah,” the stranger said. “You must be Gregory.”Gregory instinctively glanced at Mr. Rosewell, who offered nothing but a hard, unreadable stare.“Gregory is the housekeeper,” Mr. Rosewell said coldly. “We found something of interest last night in the attic. Some… ite
The Housekeeper’s Legacy Chapter 4: The Trap Is Set
The words from the mysterious caller echoed in Gregory’s mind as he hurried back through the dark streets:“They won’t let you live long enough to claim it.”It wasn’t paranoia if it was true. And everything about the Rosewell family—their sudden interest in DNA, their cruelty, their timing—reeked of something deeper. Something darker.He slipped into the mansion through the back, moving like a shadow. But as soon as he reached the second floor—Click.The hallway lights blazed to life.“Out past curfew?” Seth stood at the top of the stairs, arms crossed, flanked by his older brother, Marcus.Gregory kept walking.“Not in the mood,” he muttered.Marcus stepped in front of him. “You think just because someone’s sniffing around your past, it makes you special?”Gregory didn’t stop. “No. But it makes you nervous.”Seth's jaw clenched.Marcus grabbed Gregory’s shoulder. “You think you can talk to us like that?”Gregory turned slowly. “You’re not going to hit me. Not until you’re sure I’m
The Housekeeper’s Legacy Chapter 5: Midnight at Dock 14
The wind howled through the derelict shipping yard like a warning.Gregory pulled his hoodie tighter and stepped through the rusted gate of Dock 14, heart thudding with every step. The place looked like something out of a thriller—abandoned crates, broken lights, metal chains swaying in the breeze. Perfect spot for a meeting… or a trap.He checked his phone. 11:58 PM.Two minutes to midnight.He waited in the shadows, scanning every flicker of movement. A cat skittered past. A door creaked open somewhere in the darkness.Then a voice: “Don’t move.”Gregory stiffened.From behind one of the stacked containers stepped a man in a long coat, cap pulled low over his eyes, face mostly obscured by the shadows. But his stance wasn’t threatening—just cautious.“You’re Gregory?” the man asked.“Depends on who’s asking,” Gregory replied.The man stepped closer, pulling out a slim envelope. “I used to be Caldwell’s personal assistant. Name’s Jalen. I left the company when things got… dangerous.
The Housekeeper’s Legacy Chapter 6: The Silent Threat
Gregory didn’t move.The attic light buzzed faintly overhead, casting long, crooked shadows across the room. Marcus stood in the doorway, one hand behind his back, his mouth curled into a smirk that didn’t reach his eyes.“What do you want?” Gregory asked, voice tight.Marcus stepped forward slowly. “You’ve been busy.”Gregory shifted slightly, keeping the envelope and burner phone hidden under the thin mattress. “If you’re here to threaten me, save it. I’ve had a long night.”“Oh, I don’t need to threaten you.” Marcus pulled his hand from behind his back and revealed… a thick, folded folder.He tossed it on the floor in front of Gregory.“Recognize this?”Gregory stared at it, not moving.“I saw you in Dad’s office,” Marcus said casually, pacing. “You’re not as sneaky as you think. I was watching from the camera in the hallway. The one above the bookshelf.”Gregory’s stomach turned. They'd been watching him even then.“So what?” he replied. “You all knew I was more than a housekeeper
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Chapter 33: The Escape
The vault door slammed shut with a thunderous crash, but it felt like the world was closing in on Gregory as he stared at the flames consuming the files. Each one was a key to his future, his inheritance—his identity—but now, they were gone. Reduced to ash. There would be no going back from this. He had destroyed the last vestige of Voss’s empire, the thing that had kept him enslaved in a life of lies. But as the fire crackled, so did the reality of their situation.The sound of gunfire from outside reminded him that they were far from finished. They had accomplished their goal—but at what cost?“We’ve done it,” Amelia whispered, her voice filled with a strange mix of relief and disbelief as she stood next to Gregory. “We’ve taken everything from him.”“Not everything,” Gregory muttered, his eyes scanning the vault one last time. “We still have to get out alive.”“Agreed,” Crane said, his voice low and tense. “And that’s not going to be easy. They’ll be coming for us now, and they won
Chapter 32: The Last Stand
The lights flickered for a moment before they went completely out. The compound was now plunged into darkness, but that didn’t stop Gregory from moving. The plan had worked—they had successfully disabled the communications, and now the compound was in disarray. Guards were shouting at each other, but their orders were lost, echoing through the empty halls with no direction.“Move!” Gregory hissed, grabbing Amelia’s arm as he pulled her toward the back exit. The others were close behind, but the silence in the compound felt suffocating. The only sound was the pounding of their footsteps and the occasional distant shout. The chaos was their ally now—Voss’s empire was crumbling, and they were the ones at the center of it.Mara led the way through the maze of corridors, her senses heightened, every muscle tensed for the inevitable clash. The danger wasn’t over; it had only just begun. There were still guards on the inside, and Voss’s reinforcements would be on their way soon. Time was run
Chapter 31: The War Unleashed
The sound of alarms shattered the silence of the morning, a relentless wail that echoed through the air like a death knell. Gregory’s heart pounded in his chest as the compound loomed before them, a fortress bristling with armed guards, security cameras, and fortified gates. They had been expecting this. But even as they made their final approach, the weight of the moment hit him like a punch to the gut.This was no longer just about surviving. This was a war—a war that would decide not only his fate but the fate of everyone he cared about.“We’ve been compromised,” Mara’s voice was low, her hands steady on the wheel as she navigated the narrow dirt road. “Voss knows we’re here.”Gregory nodded, his gaze sharp as he scanned the compound from behind the tinted windows. The perimeter was swarming with guards now, and the gates were closing quickly, sealing them in. There was no turning back.“They won’t stop until we’re dead,” Gregory said, his voice tense. “But we can’t let them take u
Chapter 30: The Hunt Begins
The night had fallen over the safe house like a thick, oppressive blanket. The forest surrounding them was quiet, eerily still, as if even nature itself held its breath in anticipation. Gregory sat at the small, makeshift table, the flickering light from a single bulb casting shadows on the walls. The plans were laid out before him—maps, pictures, blueprints—and his mind raced as he thought of every possible way to make sure Voss wouldn’t catch them off guard again.“We move at dawn,” Gregory said, his voice cutting through the tension in the room. His eyes never left the plans. “I know where Voss is holding his most valuable assets. If we take that place out, we take him down.”Amelia nodded, already examining the maps, her mind working just as fast as Gregory’s. “It’s risky, but it’s our best shot. If we can hit their central command, we cripple their operations. They won’t be able to make their next move.”Crane, sitting in the corner with his arms crossed, watched them with a calc
Chapter 29: Hidden Truths
The safe house was a modest, nondescript building on the outskirts of the city, nestled in the dense woods that surrounded it. It wasn’t much, but it was secure. There were no windows, no signs of activity that might draw unwanted attention. It was a place to lay low, to catch their breath before moving forward.As soon as the SUV came to a stop, Mara was out the door, moving quickly to secure the perimeter. Amelia was already tending to Gregory’s injuries, but his mind wasn’t on the blood soaking his shirt or the pounding in his head. He couldn’t afford to let his body betray him now.“We’ve got a few hours before they catch up to us,” Mara said, her voice low as she made her way back into the house, a gun slung over her shoulder. “We need to figure out our next move.”Gregory nodded, but his gaze drifted to Mrs. Dillard, still unconscious on the couch. She was alive, but barely. Her chest rose and fell slowly, but the blood loss had left her pale, and he wasn’t sure if she would sur
Chapter 28: Last Stand
The world seemed to blur as Gregory stumbled forward, his side burning with every step. He could barely feel his legs as they moved mechanically, driven by pure instinct. The gunfire, the chaos, all felt distant, as though it were happening in another world.His mind flashed back to that moment when Voss had held the gun to his temple—when he’d thought it was over. It wasn’t over. Not yet. Not while there was still breath in his body.Crane was at his side, guiding him toward the exit. “We’re almost there,” Crane shouted, pushing past a cluster of Voss’s men who were scrambling to respond.Gunshots rang out, and a bullet grazed Crane’s shoulder, but he didn’t flinch. He kept pushing forward, helping Gregory stay on his feet. Behind them, the team was holding the line, keeping Voss’s men back long enough for them to escape.The warehouse was a battlefield now. Bodies and debris littered the floor, and the sound of helicopters overhead only added to the tension. Gregory’s heart pounded,
Chapter 27: The Edge of the Fall
The pain hit him like a wave, sharp and searing. Gregory gasped, clutching his side, blood soaking his shirt as he crumpled to the floor. His vision swam, every breath feeling like it might be his last.“You really thought you had a chance?” Voss's voice was cold, detached, as he towered over Gregory, his eyes gleaming with cruel amusement. “You’re not the hero in this story. You’re the fool.”Gregory’s hand trembled as he reached for the gun holstered at his side, but his body felt heavy, sluggish. The room around him spun, his thoughts growing distant.Voss knelt down, pressing the barrel of the gun to Gregory’s temple. “I gave you a chance. But you couldn’t let go, could you? You wanted to be something you’re not.”Gregory’s heart raced. His mind was foggy, but he knew one thing—he wasn’t ready to die. Not here, not now, not with Mrs. Dillard still tied to that chair.He clenched his jaw, his vision sharpening as he forced himself to focus. He couldn’t let this be the end. Not yet.
Chapter 26: The Reckoning
The address was too close. Too easy.Gregory knew better than to trust anything that looked like a shortcut. This was no rescue; it was a setup.But Mrs. Dillard had always been more than just the woman who’d raised him. She was a connection to everything he had left in this world.He couldn’t leave her in their hands.The car’s tires screeched as they peeled out, heading toward the derelict warehouse district near the docks. The air was thick with fog and the smell of saltwater, a scent he’d once thought was calming. Now it felt like the ocean was closing in on him.Crane’s voice crackled over the comms. “We’ve got eyes on the building. It’s not empty. Two guards at the front door. Cameras everywhere.”“Let me handle it,” Amelia said. “I’ll go in first. Clear the way.”Gregory shook his head. “No. I go in. Alone.”Her gaze hardened. “I’m not letting you walk into this suicide mission.”“I’m not asking for permission. This is my fight. I’ll do it my way.”She opened her mouth to argue
Chapter 25: Smoke and Shadows
The blast left Gregory’s ears ringing.Smoke filled the safehouse like a stormcloud, choking out the light. Alarms wailed behind flashing red emergency beacons as shards of the door rained down around them.Gregory’s eyes locked on the figure in the smoke—Jasper, stepping forward like a wraith, gun raised, a smug grin slicing across his face.“I told you, Stone,” Jasper said. “Next time, no message.”Amelia lunged behind an overturned table, dragging Gregory down with her as a shot rang out and tore into the wall where he’d just stood.Crane shouted from behind his rig. “Files are 78% backed up—stall him!”“Working on it!” Gregory yelled, crawling to the corner where he kept his emergency gear.Jasper fired again, the bullet sparking against metal.“You should’ve stayed a nobody,” he snarled, advancing. “Housekeeping suited you.”Gregory yanked open the floor hatch and tossed a flashbang toward the smoke.Boom!Light and sound exploded.Jasper screamed, dropping to one knee, disorient
