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CHAPTER 332

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The room remained silent long after Althea folded the photograph and slipped into her journal.

No one reached for it again and the crackling fire became the only sound.

Outside, the wind whispered through the old acacia trees, brushing against the manor's stone walls like unseen fingers.

Althea walked stood motionless near the window. She started at her reflection from the darkened glass. But instead of seeing herself, she is seeing Alessandro.

She sees him not as the man.

She sees him as the a
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    Elsewhere in the manor, Matteo stood in the western gallery.Aurelio approached quickly."We heard it." He commented. "And I’m sure, so did they. What changed?"Matteo remained motionless."The mechanism activated." He answered.Aurelio looked puzzled."But we didn't trigger anything, Unc." He pointed out calmly.Matteo's expression darkened."Exactly."For the first time that evening, flicker of uncertainty crossed his face."They're ahead of us."Back inside the music room, Althea finally stood before had the grandfather clock. She looked up and immediately observed that it was magnificent.It looked older than the manor's newest wing and even older than Alessandro's renovations.Perhaps even older than the estate itself.She examined the carved wooden case, her eyes noting very carvings carefully.Vines.Oak leaves.Lions.Family crests.Nothing unusual as she lightly traced the wood with her fingertips.Until, her fingers suddenly stopped near the base.Althea closed her eyes for

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 334

    The grinding stopped.Silence reclaimed the music room and the group remained in their positions, not moving.Dust drifted lazily through the shafts of moonlight, each floating particle seeming suspended between centuries.Dominic slowly raised one hand."No one touch anything." He said calmly and quietly.But every person in the room heard the urgency beneath it.The six guards instinctively widened their positions, securing every doorway without making a sound.Enzo crouched beside the piano."It definitely came from underneath." He muttered, touching the floor before looking up at Sebastian. “I’m sure of it.”Sebastian nodded."And whatever we heard that moved," He responded quietly as he also pressed his fingertips lightly against the floor, “wasn't here."Everyone looked at him."What do you mean?" Dominic asked."The vibration." Sebastian informed as he tapped once against the timber. "It seems that it traveled.”He pointed toward the western wall."It started somewhere beneath

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 333

    Across the estate, Matteo stood alone inside Alessandro's former study.The room had remained untouched since the patriarch's death. Books lined every wall while architectural sketches lay preserved beneath glass.Even Alessandro's fountain pen still rested exactly where he had left it.That alone told enough that even Luca hadn’t bothered about this room.Matteo hated this room.Not because of what it contained but of what it represented.He had searched it dozens of times over the years.Every drawer.Every shelf.Every loose floorboard.Nothing. He thought angrily."I know you're f8cking laughing at me, Sandro." He growled in a low voice as he rested both hands on the desk. "You always did enjoy being impossible."The silence answered.Then, a soft and firm knock came before Aurelio entered."They're in their rooms." He informed.Matteo nodded."They've discovered something.""You think so?""I know so." Matteo replied firmly.Aurelio frowned."What makes you certain?"Matteo walke

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 332

    The room remained silent long after Althea folded the photograph and slipped into her journal.No one reached for it again and the crackling fire became the only sound.Outside, the wind whispered through the old acacia trees, brushing against the manor's stone walls like unseen fingers.Althea walked stood motionless near the window. She started at her reflection from the darkened glass. But instead of seeing herself, she is seeing Alessandro.She sees him not as the man.She sees him as the architect, strategist and the father.For the first time since stepping back into the ancestral Seat, she understood something that had eluded everyone else.Alessandro had never designed this as a treasure hunt. She started to think calmly. He had designed it as an elimination.Every clue discarded someone who thought like a hunter.Only someone who thought like a guardian could continue.Althea finally and slowly turned toward Dominic."We've been asking the wrong question." She said quietly.E

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 331

    Silence filled the room after Althea’s statement.Then Dominic quietly asked, "Permission from whom?"Althea looked toward the closed bedroom door."The house."Enzo rubbed his forehead, groaning at her answer.“You know what? I’m going to admit now.” He confessed drylyl. “I think I've officially stopped f8cking understanding ever since this begun."She walked to the fireplace."You noticed something today, too.” She informed him, arching an eyebrow. "You just didn't realize it.""What?" Enzo asked expectantly."When we arrived..." She told him as she looked toward Dominic. "The servants didn't look at Matteo for instructions. Their eyes were all on Eduardo, waiting for his words."Sebastian nodded slowly."They did." He agreed."And Eduardo..." Althea continued, “looked at you."Dominic remembered that indeed, the old steward had instinctively deferred to him. It was not because Dominic demanded it. But because decades of tradition compelled him."The house still follows Alessandro's

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 330

    Night settled over the Valtieri Estate with unnerving grace.The last traces of daylight finally disappeared behind the ancient acacia trees, leaving the manor bathed in the warm glow of antique lanterns.From the outside, it looked peaceful, an ancestral home wrapped in quiet elegance.But inside, it was anything but peaceful.Every corridor of the house carried footsteps that stopped just before becoming audible, staffs lowered their voice instinctively and security guards seemed to linger a few seconds longer at every intersection.No one had been given orders.The house itself had taught them to listen.Dominic quietly closed the curtains of their room.Outside, the western gardens disappeared into darkness."You still haven't told me." He said calmly as he turned toward Althea, who is seated on the floor beside the fireplace. He noted that his father’s journal lay open on her lap while sheets of paper surrounded her like pieces of a puzzle. “Thea?”Althea didn't answer immediatel

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 208

    The room didn’t disperse immediately because no one wanted to be the first person to step away from what they had realized in their discussion.The map between them wasn’t just strategy anymore.It was a living thing.A system that had already begun moving before they ever saw it.Dominic stood sti

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 203

    Morning didn’t arrive immediately, creeping slowly with the light filtering through the gaps from the board up windows, touching the edges of the room that carried the quiet aftermath of the night before.The bed was a mess.Sheets twisted and half-drawn, pillows displaced, the fabric marked by the

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    This chapter contains sexual content. Please read with caution.“I need this, Dom.” She murmured against him.It was not an explanation but more of the truth and Dominic didn’t question it.He understood because he needed it too.Not to escape but to feel some grounding and connection.Proof that t

  • His Dead Wife: No Longer the Surrogate Bride   CHAPTER 196

    The next impact didn’t sound like testing.Stone shuddered around them and more dust fell in a thin veil from the chapel ceiling, catching the dim light like ash.Everyone stilled more on focus instead of fear.“They’re f8cking mapping the structure.” Michael said quietly, already moving toward the

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