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CHAPTER 9
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2026-07-03 23:08:59
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Thirty minutes later, I am sitting in the private, sterile consultation room of the laboratory.A female technician in a crisp lab coat walks in, holding a thick brown envelope. She offers me a sympathetic smile."Miss Sinclair," she says softly, sitting across from me. "We prioritized the comparison sample as requested. I have the secondary report ready."She slides the sealed envelope across the glass table.My fingers tremble as I tear open the top. The paper rustles loudly in the quiet room. My eyes skip past the technical jargon, past the allele frequency tables and probability percentages, straight to the bold text at the bottom of the second page.[COMPARATIVE DNA ANALYSIS RESULT:][Sample A (Caleb Sinclair) and Sample B (Ethan Hartwell)]I force my eyes to read the sentence beneath it.[Probability of Sibling Relatedness: 0.00%. The tested individuals do not share a common father.]I blink twice.Right beneath the bold text, the exact same paragraph from Damien’s report stares
Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle CHAPTER 69
“There was an explosion!”For a split second, the words don’t even register in my head. I just stare at Noah, my heart still slamming from the blast itself.“Where?” Damien and Gideon ask at the same time.“One of the vehicles.” He is gasping. “Down in the parking lot.”Damien’s grip tightens around me. “Is anyone hurt?”“I don’t know. Security’s already around there.”Gideon is just about to drop into the windows when Damien’s voice cuts over other voices in the room.“Don’t.” Clear, decisive. “Stay away from the windows.”Gideon pauses and instead pulls out his phone.Within the span of a few seconds all of the penthouse is full of voices — security, police, building managers — all piled on top of each other. I am pressed against Damien’s side, still trying to strategically sort out what just happened. The blast didn’t seem to have come from far; it had reverberated around the building, and my hands still shake from it.Damien immediately perceives this. “Are you okay?”I nod, even
Mistress to my Ex's Billionaire Uncle CHAPTER 68
Damien hasn’t had a chance to speak before Roxie is on the speaker again.“You won’t believe what we just found.”His face turns white almost immediately. “What?”“Don’t worry,” she says. “It’s not about the threat call.”I feel a little less tense on my shoulders, barely. “Then what?”“I was just going through the system, and I found someone has been using your authorisation at Hartwell Energy.”He sits up. “My what?”“Your authorisation.”His eyebrows knit together. “Hartwell Energy?”“Yes.”The room goes quiet. I look at Damien. He isn’t panicking, but I know him well enough now to recognise the exact look of when something catches his full attention, and he refuses to let go.“So,” I say, “could that be someone who works there?”He doesn’t answer. Roxie does, before he can. “Maybe. That’s what Damien needs to find out.”Damien tilts his head slowly. “What did they log on to?”“We don’t have the details. I think it was some old company records.”“So nothing was actually stolen?”“N
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By the time we get home, my mind is still stuck on the same thought. Nine hours. That’s how far the Hartwell Hotel Roxie traced the signal from us — nine hours by road.I am sitting on the edge of Damien’s bed as he unbuttons his tie. Before I can stop myself, a question comes out.“What if they flew there?”Damien looks at me in the mirror. “Flew?”“They could have done it via helicopter. The Hartwells have them. What if the one who made the call just flew there, made the call, and returned right away?”He finally faces me and takes a good look at me before he starts to move towards the closet. “In case you want to ask if that was possible for someone physically to fly there and come back quickly, then yes.”I straighten up. “But?”“But in case you want to ask if someone in my family could sneakily use one of our helicopters, then no.”“How do you know?”“Because I would have known.” He speaks so calmly that I nearly raise an eyebrow.“You sound awfully confident.”“I am.” He picks u
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“The signal pinged directly towards Hartwell Hotel.”There is silence for several moments.I watch the red dot appear on Roxie’s monitor, hovering over Hartwell Hotel. It makes my stomach knot. There is something almost vicious about the name appearing that way, standing out in red as if the world is taunting me.My first thought is Ethan. I don’t have to say it.Damien is looking at me, his gaze narrowing in just the same way it does when he’s intruding on my thoughts without asking. He’s right there beside me, following my train of thought without ever saying a word.“Before either of you starts assuming,” Roxie says, leaning back and studying the map, “this isn’t as accurate as you think it is.”I look at her. “What do you mean?”“The call was too short for me to get an exact location,” she says. “But I got the strongest signal from this general area.” She taps the screen with a single finger. “This is about the best I can do. I don’t have any idea what room it came from, let alone
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My throat goes completely dry as I stare at Damien."Are you sure?" I ask. "Because Aldridge makes similar customized sets for multiple people. Is it possible you're confusing—""Aria." Damien's voice is quiet. "I remember it clearly. Ethan turned twenty-one during a particular Grand Prix weekend. I had the set made six weeks before because Aldridge had a waiting period." He turns the cufflink over one more time. "I chose the hexagonal cut specifically because it was really unique. I wanted Ethan to stand out." He sets the cufflink on the desk between us. "This is Ethan's cufflink."I look at the cufflink sitting on the desk.“Damien...” I swallow hard, my heart hammering against my ribs. “I didn’t just find that on the street or just anywhere.”He looks up at me, his eyebrows pulling together. “What do you mean?”“I found it at Bryce’s house,” I confess, the words spilling out before I can stop them. “The day he was kidnapped. The same day we went to check his apartment after he went
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