Agnes hesitated. Her wrinkled hands clutched the edge of her chair, knuckles whitening as she stared down at the dusty floor. âA ledgerâ she finally said, her voice low and tight. âYour mother kept a detailed record...dates, names, deals. Everything the Garrett family tried to bury. Corrupt officials, bribes, offshore accounts, blood money... even people who went missing under mysterious circumstances. All of it. She was going to use it to bring the entire empire down.â My heart thundered. âWhere is it now?â âThatâs the problemâ Agnes said, looking up at me with haunted eyes. âShe hid it before she died. She didnât trust anyone, not even me. All she told me was that the key to finding it was âwith Mariah.â My breath caught. âWith me?â She nodded slowly. âItâs why Iâve stayed hidden all these years. Iâve been trying to protect you, hoping no one would connect the dots. If the Garretts or anyone loyal to them...figured out who you are, they'd come for you. Not just because youâre
Agnes huffed under her breath, muttering something I couldnât catch. She straightened her shoulders and gave me a long, penetrating look, like she was memorizing my face in case this went badly. Then she walked to the door, undid the latch, and opened it just a crack. I stayed pressed against the wall, just out of sight, heart hammering against my ribcage. Markâs voice was immediate. âWhere is she?â âSheâs goneâ Agnes replied flatly. âJust left.â There was a beat of silence. I imagined Mark narrowing his eyes. âShe was here, right?â âSheâs not anymoreâ Agnes said, her tone sharp now, even as her hand gripped the edge of the door tighter. âAnd I donât answer to you, young man.â Silence again. Then his voice, quieter this time. âTell her to be careful. Thatâs all I wanted to say.â I heard footsteps retreating slowly, measured, heavy. The door creaked shut again. Agnes turned around, her chest rising and falling faster than before. âYou sure heâs not one of them?â s
ELEANOR'S POV Walking out of the elevator with Liam, he offered to drive me home but I refused cause I had other plans. "I brought my car and today's friday, I don't wanna leave my car in the company's parking lot throughout the whole weekend." I gave an excuse that I knew would work on him. Shrugging, he led me to my car and pecked me on my forehead before waving me goodbye, a soft smile on his face. I smiled back, keeping it light, but the moment I slipped into my car and shut the door, the warmth faded from my face, seriousness taking over. I started the engine, but didnât drive home. Instead, I pulled out the small notebook from my bag, the one with the scribbled address Iâd tracked down earlier this week. Agnes Langford. A former housekeeper for the Garrett family. The same year Sarah disappeared⌠Agnes vanished too. Coincidence? I didnât believe in those anymore. I typed the address into my GPS and pulled out of the lot, heading across town toward a quiet,
MARK'S POV Standing in front of my desk, I stared at the woman in front of me coldly. "What are you doing here?""Ohh, come on Mark. Is that a way to greet your fiance?" She asked with that annoying smile on her face, a smile I know too well.Gritting my teeth, I scoffed "Ex fiance!" I corrected her, my voice dripping with malice.Claudiaâs smile faltered for a split second, but she recovered quickly, brushing an invisible speck off her designer blazer as she stepped closer.âTechnicalitiesâ she purred. âYou never really ended things properly. One could say you just⌠ran away.ââI shouldâve run fasterâ I said flatly, my jaw tight. âAnd you showing up here unannounced? Bad idea.âShe tilted her head, eyes gleaming with false sweetness. âI missed you, darling. And from the looks of things, Iâm not the only one whoâs⌠interested in you lately.âMy eyes narrowed. So thatâs what this was about.She leaned against the edge of my desk, crossing her arms. âSheâs pretty, your secretary. Has n
ELEANOR'S POVWatching the door closed behind Liam, I felt restless...like something was gonna happen but not really sure what it was.It's been a week since Liam and I started dating, I decided to give him a chance after thinking about it for a long time. He's a really sweet guy.And also the fact that he was the one who saved me years ago...was also a big plus. I've been looking for the boy who just into the ocean without hesitation just to save me. Knowing he's the one, I actually feel protected in his presence, like he has this calming effect on me. Making me almost forget about revenge.I've been meeting up with Doctor Rex but there wasn't any progress. I've also been diligently going to the judo club for the past two weeks.Iâve always believed in balance, work, emotions, control. But lately, nothing feels balanced.Liam makes things feel easy. Too easy, sometimes. His laughter is disarming, his touch warm. And knowing he was the boy who saved me that day in the water⌠itâs lik
MARK'S POV Two weeks later. Itâs been two weeks since I dealt with Damian. He gave us information, but none of it was useful. Apparently, even among traitors, trust is a scarce commodity. They kept him in the dark. Cowards. Walking into the office, I paused at the doorway. Liam was standing way too close to Eleanor, his posture relaxed, gaze too damn soft...eyes shining like she hung the stars herself. She laughed quietly at something he said, brushing a stray curl behind her ear. And just like that, a sick twist curled in my gut. Theyâve been acting strange all week. Their conversations linger longer than necessary. Their eyes meet more than they should. And worse... she smiles at him. She never used to smile like that with me. I clenched my fists at my sides, jaw locked. If he thinks he can rewrite history...heâs dead wrong. "What are you doing here?" I asked coldly, breaking whatever conversation they were having. "Jeez, you scared us man" Liam held his chest pl