~Robert’s POV~I paused, my heart racing with disbelief at what I’d just heard. I glanced at Mick, and I could tell he was just as curious and alarmed.“What did you say?” I asked, needing confirmation.“I have your mother's diary,” Victoria repeated.I scoffed, forcing back the tears that threatened to fall. I didn’t want to believe her. Could it really be true?“I’ll be on my way,” I said and hung up the call. I stood, ready to leave, but Mick held me back.“You have to be careful, man. Victoria isn’t someone to trust when it comes to revenge,” Mick warned sincerely.“I know. But I have to get to the bottom of this,” I replied and walked out.I drove at full speed toward the mansion. It was already past 10 p.m., and I’d been away from Mia for hours. I didn’t want her waking up alone.There was a reason I hadn’t brought her to the mansion. Victoria was there. My father was there. The tension would’ve been unbearable for her. And what did home mean anymore? A place full of cold stares
~Robert’s POV~After a hilarious dinner that night, I helped Mia ease into bed, carefully tucking the sheets around her fragile frame. As she lay quietly, I could still see exhaustion clinging to her like dew on morning grass. The trauma from recent events had shaken her so much we had to sedate her with drugs.I sat beside her bed, and she glanced up at me with a smile.“C’mon, I'm fine,” she said, forcing a smile.“Does it still hurt?” I asked, gently brushing my hand across the bandages on her arm.“A little,” she admitted with weary eyes.“I’m so sorry I left you that night… I’m sorry I didn’t rescue you sooner.”“It’s fine, Rob. It wasn’t your fault. There are just… bad people out there,” she said. Her innocence made my chest tighten.If only she knew Victoria was behind her own attack, using her as bait to get to Elizabeth.I smiled faintly and held her arm, gently stroking it as her tired eyes fluttered across my face, trying to fight the pull of the drugs.“Why don’t you close
~Mia’s POV~“Robert Lud has made a public statement regarding the escape of Mia Lud from the den of hoodlums. He has denied the rumours about the nature of their relationship with the Cops. According to him, those stories were false, and there is no feud between the Lud family and the police. He clarified that their dealings have been purely business-related…”I sat watching the news, listening to Robert’s calm voice as he addressed the public about my escape and return. If this had happened to someone else, I might’ve believed every word on the screen. But now I know—not all news is true.Robert had to redirect public attention away from me so I could recover in peace. But did I escape on my own? No. He had rescued me—risked everything and fled from the police, claiming he didn’t want them involved.Are there parts of Robert I still don’t know? Yes.His connections… his wealth… Everything about him remains a mystery.I stood up and walked slowly around the house, enjoying the serenit
~Victoria’s POV~I screamed and hurled the mug Robert drank from against the wall as he stormed out of the house.Why must Robert be so perceptive? Why must he always see through me? Why did he have to discover I was the one behind Mia’s disappearance? Why him?I rushed up the stairs and locked myself in my room. Guilt had consumed me for the past twenty-four hours. The day I returned to the hideout, I saw the masked men barging in. In panic, I had quickly alerted the guards before fleeing. That day, I planned to film a video—anonymously leak it online—showing Mia’s suffering, using it to demand Elizabeth’s appearance publicly. But Robert had interfered and ruined everything.I grabbed the wine glass from my bed and smashed it against the wall, its shattering sound releasing the anger I held in. All I needed was pressure—just enough to force Elizabeth out of the shadows. For years I’d searched for her—not just for answers about the missing infant, the golden necklace, and the file, bu
~Robert’s POV~As I held Mia close, I could feel the weight of her pain. Life had not been kind to her. Surviving those years without a mother and still managing to stay strong through the storms—how did she do it? I’d never heard her cry so closely before, but now, every sob pierced my soul. Her grief was raw. Her heart, heavy. And I knew then—this girl carried more than her share of sorrow.She eventually drifted off to sleep against my shoulder while I gently patted her back. But as the truth unraveled, it hit me hard: she’s Elizabeth’s daughter. The golden bracelet she had in her possession—the golden bracelet—was the last missing piece. The one link that could destroy Richard and finally expose the filth behind his carefully polished name.Once I ensured she was stable and instructed the nurses to provide anything she might need, I stepped out. There was only one person who could give me answers now—Victoria.“What a pleasant surprise,” Victoria said coolly as she descended from
~Mia’s POV~I couldn't fathom what was happening. How did Robert find me? How could he possibly fight, handle firearms, run like an athlete, and carry me like a soldier rescuing his comrade—only to surrender himself to the police? It was all a mystery.As we stood, waiting to be arrested, I sensed his fear. Just then, headlights flashed through the darkness, racing toward us. A thick cloud of tear gas filled the air, making everything blur into chaos.It was toxic. I couldn’t breathe. My chest tightened as I slowly began to lose consciousness. Gunshots rang out, but it was impossible to see who was shooting or being shot at.I felt Robert’s arms gently lifting me into a black van, and within seconds, we were on the move.During the ride, an excruciating pain surged through me. I cried out. I knew I’d been shot. A bullet had pierced my arm.“Hurry, bring the first aid box!” Robert’s voice shook with worry.I groaned, gritting my teeth in pain. They shoved a cloth between my teeth, and