LOGINThe drive to the old Blake estate took nearly two hours. Nobody spoke much. Ethan sat in the back seat with Jason while Victor drove. The farther they traveled from the city, the quieter the roads became.Ethan kept staring at the map on his phone.The red symbol hadn't disappeared.Whatever was waiting for them was still there.Jason finally broke the silence.Do you really think your mother's archive is inside the estate?Ethan nodded.She wouldn't have hidden it somewhere obvious.Victor glanced at them through the mirror.Your mother trusted that estate more than any place in the city.Why?Because your grandfather built it himself.Ethan frowned.What was it originally used for?Victor was silent for a moment.A safe house.For the family.The car eventually turned onto a narrow road surrounded by trees. At the end stood a huge iron gate covered in rust.Victor stopped the car.The gate was slightly open.Jason looked at it.Someone has been here.Ethan stepped out.The estate st
The hall remained silent after Adrian was taken away. Ethan stood beside the piano, staring at the words on the screen.BACKUP LOCATION: UNKNOWN.He knew what that meant.The Wolf Society had lost one battle, but the war was far from over.Victor walked toward him.Ethan, we need to leave.Ethan turned.Why?Because Adrian wasn't the only Gatekeeper.Ethan's expression hardened.You knew?Victor nodded.I suspected it.Jason approached them.Then who else is involved?Victor looked toward the audience.Look around.Ethan followed his gaze.The hall was filled with executives, musicians, teachers, journalists, and powerful people. Some were already leaving. Others were pretending they hadn't seen anything.Victor lowered his voice.The Society has been operating for decades. Adrian was only one part of it.Ethan looked at the stage.Then what was the point of exposing him?To make them believe the Gatekeeper was defeated.Ethan's eyes narrowed.So someone wanted Adrian to be caught.Ex
The entire hall fell into chaos.People screamed as the doors refused to open. Security guards rushed toward the exits, but the electronic locks remained sealed.Ethan stood frozen on the stage, staring at Adrian.You were the Gatekeeper.Adrian's face was emotionless.Yes.Jason shook his head in disbelief.You used me.Adrian looked at him.You were useful.Those words broke something inside Jason.All those years... you made me steal Ethan's music.I gave you opportunities you never deserved.Jason clenched his fists.You promised my family would be safe.And I kept my promise until you became a problem.Richard suddenly struggled against the man holding him.Ethan looked at his father.Dad!Richard shouted back.Don't come near me!Adrian raised the gun.Ethan, listen carefully. Whatever happens, don't give him the original music.Adrian smiled.It's too late.Ethan frowned.Why?Because the final composition is alrehady inside the system.Adrian pointed toward the screens.Your m
Ethan stared at the message on the screen. His father's life was being used against him, and tomorrow's competition was no longer about winning. It was a trap.I won't cancel the performance, Ethan said.Everyone turned toward him.Victor frowned.If you perform that song, they may kill your father.Ethan looked at him.And if I don't, they will continue hurting people.Adrian stepped closer.We need another plan.Ethan nodded.Exactly.Jason looked at him.What are you thinking?Ethan walked toward the computer and studied the warning.They want me afraid. They expect me to cancel the performance and destroy the evidence.Victor shook his head.Then what will you do?Ethan smiled faintly.I'll give them exactly what they expect.The next morning, the competition hall was packed. Students, parents, journalists, music executives, and hundreds of fans filled the seats. Cameras were everywhere.Ethan stood backstage, staring at the curtains.His hands were calm.His heart wasn't.Jason a
Ethan stared at the door, unable to move. His grandfather was supposed to be dead, yet the man standing outside had just called him grandson. Adrian stepped closer to Ethan and whispered that they needed to leave through the window, but Ethan shook his head.I need to see him.You don't know what he wants, Adrian warned.Neither do you.Ethan walked toward the door.Victor's voice came again.Ethan, open the door. We have wasted enough time.Ethan unlocked it.The door opened slowly.An elderly man stood in the hallway wearing a dark coat. His hair was completely white, but his posture was straight and his eyes were sharp. He looked directly at Ethan.For a moment, neither of them spoke.Then Victor smiled.You look exactly like your mother.Ethan's throat tightened.Grandfather.Victor stepped inside.Everyone remained silent.His eyes moved to Adrian.You failed to keep him away from this.Adrian's expression hardened.I kept him alive.Victor looked at Mr. Grant.And you allowed th
Ethan stared at the door, unable to speak. His grandfather was dead. At least, that was what his father had told him his entire life. There had been no funeral he could remember because he had been too young, but he had grown up believing the story. Now Adrian was standing outside claiming that the man was alive.Jason looked equally shocked.How can that be possible?Adrian's voice came through the door.Because Richard was forced to lie.Ethan's hands tightened into fists.Open the door.Mr. Grant immediately shook his head.Don't.Ethan looked at him.You knew too.Mr. Grant didn't answer.That was enough.Ethan stepped toward the door, but Jason grabbed his arm.Wait.Why?Because we don't know whether Adrian is telling the truth.Ethan pulled his arm free.I need answers.He unlocked the door.Adrian stepped inside slowly and closed it behind him. He looked exhausted, and there was blood on the sleeve of his shirt.Ethan immediately noticed it.Were you attacked?Adrian nodded.B







