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Chapter 135
The silence stretched, heavy and suffocating, the kind that filled a room with things unsaid. Philip’s eyes stayed fixed on the floor, his face shadowed in a way Chance had never seen before. His step-father—the man who had always been an immovable pillar of authority—looked smaller, weaker, as though the truth had finally begun to crack him open.Chance’s pulse pounded in his ears. He waited for denial, for explanation, for anything. But Philip’s silence spoke louder than words.“Why did you lie to me when I asked if you knew the Stannis?” Chance’s voice broke, raw with disbelief. “Why did you look me in the eye and say you didn’t?”Philip flinched at that, but still said nothing.Chance’s chest rose and fell like a man drowning in his own rage. His hands shook as he shoved the papers across the desk again, the pages scattering like fallen leaves. “God, do you have any idea what this means? Brenda Stannis is alive. She’s connected to everything. And Susan—” his throat tightened, “—
Chapter 134
The room was quiet except for the faint hum of Chance’s laptop. He had been at it for hours—digging, cross-referencing, running through databases that only a handful of people in New York even knew how to access.The name Stannis Holdings had come up again and again, each time like a ghost whispering from the shadows. It was a company that technically existed, yet didn’t—not in the way ordinary corporations did. Its records were sealed behind layers of legal firewalls. Every attempt to pierce through had led to locked doors, restricted archives, or dead ends that had been scrubbed clean years ago.But Chance was patient. And when patience wasn’t enough, he was resourceful.There was something about the Stannins' holdings that was just so unsettling in its own way. The fact that they had just come out of no where to bid for Acherlands with an outrageous bid was more than enough reason for him to feel that there was something playing in the shadows that was more thank just a business r
Chapter 133
Isaiah's first and last night in the town that time forgot, was a bag of troubles. Some hours before the sun was completely eaten by the west side of the far horizon, he had said "it's getting extremely late. Where do we sleep?"Elena ignored him, throwing a look to a side of the room where she wouldn't see his face."Oh there's plenty of room in the town," Tanuk said. "We just have to find one for you and Elena to be in.""What?" Isaiah asked, sharply. "Yes? I was implying that we find a worthy room for the both of you to be in.""Why? Can't I just have my own place?" Isaiah was greatly aggravated by the prescription. "Why do I have to share it with her?""Isaiah... Lord Isaiah..." Tanuk called out in a more reverent tone, "if you don't stay in the same room, you will give the town people a bad image of the both of you. And these people, have lived for such a long time in these conditions, all hoping for a time when the prophecy would come to past, and their Lady Elena would be happ
Chapter 132
Chance stood at the French windows of the west corridor, his mind replaying the chaos of the night before, the lightning strike, the panicked guests, and the storm that had raged like a curse. He was still in his thoughts when his eyes caught sight of the trash bin that was just outside on the courtyard. The heavy trash bin had been blown over by the gale, its lid rolling across the flagstones, contents scattered. His pulse quickened as realization hit him like ice water. The bullet. The sniper’s bullet he had once dug out of his own arm, the night his mother had nearly been assassinated. He had discarded it himself, wrapping and hiding it among the trash so no one would find it, so no investigator could link it back to him. And now the bin was overturned, its contents spilled, and the bullet was gone. His breath came fast and shallow, his throat dry as he stumbled out into the courtyard. His eyes locked on the upturned trash bin, the scene twisting in his vision like some cruel jo
Chapter 131
The hall had dissolved into chaos. Guests clutched at one another, voices shrill with panic, as security scrambled to restore order. The storm raged with an unnatural fury, its winds howling against the estate walls as if the heavens themselves had chosen to strike.The massive oak doors at the entrance creaked under the pressure of the wind, their hinges groaning like they might tear loose at any moment. Curtains whipped violently in the draft pouring through shattered windows, scattering shards of glass across the marble floors. The once-celebratory glow of chandeliers now seemed eerie as they flickered, sputtering against the overwhelming darkness outside.In the courtyard, the fountain hissed, still smoking where the lightning had struck. The statue at its center, which used to be a proud, winged figure Julia had commissioned to symbolize “endurance”—now bore a jagged crack running from its crown to its base, water leaking out in erratic spurts as if it were bleeding.The metal
Chapter 130
Far away from the jubilant streets and the thunderous applause in the tribunal chamber, Gary sat in front of the flat-screen television which was mounted on the wall with breaking news footage. Julia Banks—his stepmother—stood tall, surrounded by roaring supporters. Cameras zoomed in on her calm but triumphant face as the words scrolled boldly across the bottom of the screen:“TRIBUNAL UPHOLDS JULIA BANKS’ VICTORY – PRESIDENT-ELECT CONFIRMED.”Gary’s breath came in shallow bursts. He couldn’t move, couldn’t tear his eyes away. The cheers, the chants, the waving flags—it all pounded in his head like war drums.“She won,” he whispered hoarsely.From behind him, Brenda Stannis stepped forward. Her reflection shimmered faintly on the TV screen—tall, elegant, and composed. But her eyes burned with something darker.“Of course she won,” Brenda said, her voice laced with venom. “Did you expect otherwise? The O’Connors made sure of that. Julia didn’t win because of merit, Gary—she won becaus
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