تسجيل الدخولSTEVE’S POV “Lock down every system connected to the shareholder records and don't alert anyone outside the investigation team until I know exactly what we're dealing with,” I ordered, moving toward the main security station as the unauthorized access report remained open on my screen. “Nobody deletes anything, nobody resets a password, and nobody contacts the employee whose credentials were used. I want the entire trail preserved before whoever did this realizes we've seen it,” I added, watching the technical team immediately begin isolating the affected systems. The attempted transfer had been made using Aurora's legitimate personal information, including details that were not publicly available and should have been accessible only through protected trust records. Whoever had attempted the transfer clearly knew enough about her inheritance to make the request look genuine, but they had entered the wrong security credentials. That mistake was the only reason the transaction had bee
AURORA’S POV I read the trust documents for the third time that morning, but the words looked completely different now. For years, I had treated the restrictions around my inheritance as nothing more than legal protections my father had put in place because I was young when he died. Now, after everything we had uncovered, I could see the pattern clearly. My twenty-first birthday had never been an ordinary milestone. It was the moment Daniel's shares were supposed to become directly accessible to me, and those shares represented enough control to make me one of the most powerful individual shareholders in Griffins Enterprises. “The restrictions weren't protecting me from the company,” I said quietly, spreading the documents across the table as Steve stood nearby. “They were delaying my control until I was legally old enough to exercise it myself. Whoever understood the company's ownership structure would have known exactly what would happen when I turned twenty-one,” I explained, tra
XAVIER’S POV For the first time since Daniel's death, I began to wonder if we had been asking the wrong question all along. We had spent fourteen years trying to understand who wanted Daniel dead, who had arranged the accident, and who had buried the evidence, but the documents recovered from Richard Cole's property suggested something much larger. Daniel might not have been the final objective. He might have been the first obstacle standing between the organization and control of Griffins Enterprises. “Put every attack against me on the screen,” I instructed Steve, standing over the investigation table as he opened the files we had collected over the years. “Not just the obvious ones. I want every failed acquisition, board challenge, hostile investor, suspicious lawsuit, and executive resignation that happened after Daniel died,” I added, realizing that if someone had been working against me for years, the pattern had to exist somewhere. Steve pulled up the records and began arran
AURORA’S POV “Start with the people who had access to Xavier before Griffins Enterprises became what it is today,” I said, placing Thomas Reed's letter beside the old employee photographs as Steve joined me at the table. “Thomas said he recognized the man from Xavier's inner circle, so I don't want guesses based on who looks suspicious. I want every person who had enough access to Xavier, Daniel, and the company to fit his description,” I explained, spreading the photographs across the table. Steve opened the earliest personnel records and began comparing names with the photographs. Some of the men had been executives, others advisers, security personnel, and long-term employees who had worked closely with Xavier's family before the company expanded. We eliminated anyone who had never been around Daniel or who had left the company before the period Thomas described, but even after narrowing the list, several names remained. “Thomas said the man was familiar enough to move through X
AURORA’S POV “Thomas Reed wasn't just Xavier's driver,” Steve said, placing the thick folder on the table between us as I studied the photograph of Thomas standing beside Carter Mills Senior and the fifth founder. “He had access to executive schedules, private meetings, financial documents, and sensitive company movements. Someone could have used him to move information without anyone realizing how much he actually knew,” he explained, opening another file. I pulled the first document toward me and read through Thomas's employment history. He had started working for Xavier during the earliest years of Griffins Enterprises and gradually became far more than a driver. He transported confidential documents, delivered messages between executives, attended private meetings, and knew where important people were going long before those movements appeared in official records. “That would have made him useful to someone inside the organization,” I said, running my finger along an access rec
XAVIER’S POV Harold's confession stayed with me long after the meeting ended, especially the part about my car being at Ashford Hill the night before Daniel died. I had spent fourteen years believing that night had nothing to do with me beyond the grief that followed it, but now a vehicle registered under my name had placed me directly at the center of something I had never known existed. When I returned to the investigation room, I immediately pulled up the old vehicle records myself, refusing to accept Harold's statement until I had seen the evidence with my own eyes. “Run the registration against every vehicle record from that week, including private transportation logs and maintenance records,” I instructed Steve, standing behind him as he opened the archived database. “I want the exact vehicle, its location, its assigned driver, and every person who had access to it before and after the Ashford Hill meeting,” I added, keeping my voice controlled despite the uneasiness building
Aurora's POV ‘I am at the airport’ His text came through my phone as I walked out of my school’s building. “Take me to the airport,” I told the chauffeur who was already waiting for me. My drive to the airport was ecstatic, my mind filled with joy. My sweetheart was finally back. The trees,
Aurora's POV Seven days left, I ticked my calendar, counting down to my sweetheart's return. I know it's wrong to call him that, but I can't help myself. He is my sweetheart. It's been a year and seven months, I was dying to see him again. I still can't believe he left for so long, does he not
Aurora's POV "I cannot believe you are actually studying right now," Marinette said from across the table, chin resting in her palm, watching me with the expression of someone observing a phenomenon they couldn't quite explain. "Finals are in four days, Marinette." "You were kidnapped six days a
Aurora's POVI met Uncle X standing at the front of the door with a stoic look on his face. His hands rested in his pocket and his muscular frame leaned on the door post. It seemed like I had gotten myself into trouble.“What did you do at the mall?” He asked, not letting me walk in.“I bought new







