ログインCaiden read the email twice, his jaw tightening as he stared at his phone screen."Three months after my father logged his initial designs," he said softly. "That’s a hell of a coincidence.""It’s not a coincidence at all," Nadia said, leaning over his arm. "Someone leaked those blueprints.""Maybe," Caiden said, stepping over to the study window. "Though if this process has taught us anything, it's that we shouldn't start swinging until we know what we're actually hitting. Let's dig into this before we panic."---They pulled in Priya and their legal team within the hour.By the end of the week, Priya had tracked down the corporate entity behind the competing filing—an outfit called Meridian Water Technologies.The name practically screamed Roland's usual network of shell companies."Except it doesn't trace back to Roland," Priya explained during their briefing in the library. "The founder is a man named Thomas Bellweather. He's an independent chemical engineer with thirty years of l
Amara chose a small, family-run bistro tucked down a cobblestone side street—a place neither Nadia nor Caiden had ever visited, deliberately out of the way.She was already waiting at a corner table when they arrived, nervously twisting a cloth napkin around her fingers. It was a look Nadia hadn't seen on her sister’s face since the chaotic early days of the trust disclosures."I’m so glad you both came," Amara said, standing up to hug Nadia briefly before they all took their seats."Your message sounded urgent," Nadia said once the waiter had taken their drink orders. "You said this involves the whole family. Is everything alright?"Amara took a slow, steadying breath."I'm getting married."Nadia blinked, the sudden announcement catching her entirely off guard.A second later, a wide smile broke across her face."Amara, that's incredible!"Nadia reached across the table to squeeze her sister's hand."Who is he? How long has this been going on?""His name is James," Amara said, her a
Caiden's celebratory smile vanished as his eyes scanned the screen."My father knew," he said, his voice barely audible over the laughter inside. "He suspected something before the crash ever happened.""Finch claims there was actual correspondence," Nadia said, stepping closer to him. "Letters between your father and an associate discussing security breaches. Finch shredded them before anyone could use them as evidence."Caiden stared out into the dark garden, the muffled sounds of Cullen’s party drifting through the closed glass doors behind them."Does Finch name the associate?" he asked."No," Nadia replied softly. "Just that the letters existed and were destroyed during the initial cover-up."Caiden set his phone down on the stone ledge, resting his hands against the cool granite."I won't let this ruin tonight," he said, taking a slow breath. "Cullen worked too hard for his moment to get swallowed up by another piece of Roland's past.""It won't," Nadia agreed, wrapping her arm
Nadia read the text twice before turning her phone toward Caiden."Someone else knew," she said quietly. "Back in 1994. While the theft was actually happening."Caiden took the phone, his jaw tightening into a hard line."Let's not jump to conclusions until we have facts. Call Reid back."---Reid picked up on the second ring, his tone carrying the careful restraint of a lawyer delivering sensitive news."My apologies for the late message," Reid said. "One of the individuals who attended Saturday’s meeting—a woman named Patricia Kowalski—contacted me after everyone left. She had details she hadn't felt comfortable sharing in a room full of strangers.""What kind of details?" Caiden asked, putting the phone on speaker."She worked in Wolfe Meridian’s finance department back in 1994," Reid explained. "She claims she noticed red flags in the books weeks before Carver ever compromised the system. Financial irregularities that predated the breach entirely. She brought it to a supervisor an
Nadia called Caiden the second she stepped out of the classroom, her voice carrying the immediate weight of Priya's message."Additional victims," Caiden repeated slowly, his voice echoing through the line. "Beyond our family.""That’s what the lawyer is saying," Nadia said, pacing the quiet hallway. "Priya’s organizing the meeting now. Given everything we’ve already uncovered about Roland's reach, we can't afford to ignore this.""Agreed," Caiden said. "Clear whatever time Priya needs on my schedule."The meeting was set for Thursday.Over the next two days, Nadia found it impossible to fully settle her thoughts, haunted by the quiet dread of how many other lives her father had quietly dismantled over thirty years.The legal representative, a composed, sharp-eyed attorney named Thomas Reid, arrived carrying a heavy leather briefcase."Thank you for seeing me on short notice," Reid said, laying out several thick folders across the mahogany table. "I represent a group of individuals wh
Caiden read the email over Nadia's shoulder.His face remained carefully neutral, a look she’d learned, over four years, meant he was fighting hard to keep his composure."Isadora," he said quietly. "I haven't heard that name in years.""What could she possibly want now?" Nadia asked. "After all this time?""I don't know," Caiden said. "Whatever it is, I'll handle it directly. You don't have to be in the room if you'd rather stay out of it."Nadia turned to look at him."I want to be there. With you."Caiden nodded slowly, needing no further explanation.They set the meeting for the following week at Wolfe Holdings' corporate offices rather than the estate.It was a deliberate choice, putting a professional buffer between their home and whatever this conversation might bring.Isadora arrived precisely on time.Nadia studied her as she walked into the conference room, a woman she’d only caught a quick glimpse of years ago at a function.She was polished in the effortless way of someone
Nadia was up at six.Outside, it was still pitch black—the kind of freezing winter morning where just stepping out from under the duvet felt like a punishment. She stood by the window, wrapping both hands around a mug of warm water, watching the bare tree branches whip around in the wind. Christmas
The second Nadia stepped out of the hotel, the cold bit straight through her scarf. She paused at the top step, her boots planted in place as she tried to make sense of the mess in her head.Calling it bad luck felt ridiculous. She had shown up to her best friend's wedding looking for a night of ce
Morning.Nadia Verne's eyes fluttered open, and her first sensation was a wave of soreness throughout her body. Instinctively, she looked down and realized she was completely bare, with even her underwear missing. She glanced around the room. She seemed to be the only one there. The bright red stai
Nadia stumbled back two steps before she managed to catch her balance.The car window was already gliding down smooth and silent. She froze on the pavement because, out of all the black Bentleys in the city, of course it had to be his.Caiden barely glanced her way before his attention shifted to C







