MasukChapter 267 I wasn’t just his child. I was his legacy. My hands moved back into the box like I was no longer in control. There was a small flash drive. My breath hitched. I plugged it into the tablet on the bedside table. The screen flickered—and then Noah appeared. Alive. Sitting behind his desk. My father. “Elena,” he said softly, his voice filling the room, filling me. “If you’re watching this, then I failed to live long enough to tell you myself.” I cried openly now, soundless and violent. “I need you to listen carefully,” he continued. “Because there are people who betrayed us. People who smiled while poisoning the air around me.” His eyes hardened. “Beatrice was never faithful to me. Cas… is not my daughter. I discovered the truth few years ago. She is a result of multiple men. Lies layered on lies.” My stomach twisted. “And Beatrice,” he said quietly. The name hit me like a slap. “Beatrice found out who you were. She found out you were my rea
Chapter 266 My vision blurred instantly. " I am your father. Not in the way the world believed—but in every way that matters. And more than that… you are my blood." I stopped breathing. The words didn’t make sense. They floated on the page, impossible and unreal. "Elena, my baby, my female version, my doctor, the only person who made me fight for my life, you are my blood, my baby girl." What am I reading, how am I........ Mr Rivers' blood...... huhhhh... wasn't I adopted by his family out of pity for my mother’s condition........... what's going on......... I couldn’t make sense of anything at this point. "Your mother, Maya, was the love of my life. We had loved each other for a long time and when she got pregnant with you, I decided to marry her and make her mine forever..... But my parents were the devil in our love story..... They never accepted her. She had no name they respected, no background they approved of. They tore us apart with threats and control, and I was t
Chapter 265 My throat closed. “I don’t need this to love you.” “I know,” he said softly. “That’s why I gave it.” I covered my mouth as the sob escaped. Gratitude flooded me so deeply it hurt. I’d been given gifts before—apologies wrapped in guilt, promises laced with control, but this........... this was different. This was protection without ownership. Love without conditions. “I don’t know how to say thank you,” I whispered. Nathan stepped closer, resting his forehead against mine. “Live here. Be happy here. Let me worry about the rest.” Something inside me settled. For the first time since my world shattered, I believed him. Security was tightened immediately. Frank approved it without question. New guards. New protocols. Every entrance monitored. Every blind spot eliminated. Nathan moved with quiet authority, issuing instructions not out of fear—but out of commitment. “She will never be touched again,” he told them. And I believed him. At night, I stood on the balco
Chapter 264 Peace did not announce itself with fireworks. It slipped into my life like a careful breath—steady, quiet, almost afraid I might scare it away. The weeks after my discharge unfolded gently. No gunshots. No screams. No blood soaking into white sheets. My body healed faster than my mind, but even my thoughts were beginning to soften at the edges. The nightmares came less often. When they did, Nathan was always there—his arm around my waist, his voice low and grounding, pulling me back from the places Mia had carved into my memory. I started waking up without fear. Started believing, cautiously, that maybe the worst was over. Nathan noticed the change before I did. “You’re smiling more,” he said one morning as I stood at the kitchen counter, stirring tea I barely drank. “I didn’t realize I stopped,” I replied. He watched me with that look—the one that wasn’t about power or control, but about care.......... about presence. And that was when I knew something was comi
Chapter 263 “This is your home,” Nathan said quietly as he helped me out of the car. “For as long as you want it to be.” My throat tightened. “Thank you.” He cupped my face gently, his thumb brushing away a tear I hadn’t realised had fallen. “You don’t ever have to thank me for choosing you.” That night, I slept deeply. No nightmares. No sudden jolts awake. Just rest. But peace, I learned, was fragile. Within days, Nathan changed. Not emotionally.But........... Strategically.He became the ruthless billionaire I once knew, not because he wanted to but because some greedy old men and their sons tried to take over his empire. His dad could not step in because their relationship is not that good due to how his father abandoned Nathan’s mom when they were young. His phone rang constantly. Messages flooded in. Meetings were scheduled at odd hours. His office at the house came alive—men in tailored suits, assistants carrying files, screens lighting up with numbers that made my he
Chapter 262 Baby Elena stirred again, her tiny fingers curling into Marianne’s shirt, her lips puckering as if she were about to protest the world. She made a small sound—half sigh, half complaint—and then settled again, warm and solid and alive. Her cheeks were fuller now. Her breathing steady and deep. Every rise and fall of her chest felt like a quiet miracle. “She’s growing so fast,” I murmured, reaching out carefully, brushing the back of my finger against her soft hand. Marianne followed my gaze, her eyes shining with a tired kind of joy only mothers knew. “She’s stubborn,” she said with a small laugh. “Just like her namesake.” Something warm settled in my chest. Not relief exactly. Not happiness either. It was quieter than both. Gratitude. The kind that didn’t shout, didn’t dance—just stayed. Against everything we had survived, life was still insisting on moving forward. For a moment, all the pain in my heart seemed to vanish because my life seemed to be going witho







