تسجيل الدخولThe question hung in the air.No one answered immediately.Aurora stood tall, her gaze fixed on the man in front of her.“We’re not hiding anyone,” she said flatly.The assistant narrowed his eyes. “Don’t lie.”“That’s not a lie,” Aurora replied. “I don’t even care where that woman is right now.”Darius Harrington glanced at Aurora before looking back at the man.“You’ve lost control,” he said shortly. “And now you’re demanding answers from people who owe you nothing.”The assistant let out a quiet laugh. “No one here is truly clean.”Aurora didn’t respond.She turned slightly. “Security,” she called.The door opened. Two men entered.“Take him,” Aurora ordered.This time, there was no hesitation. No compromise.The assistant didn’t resist.He only looked at Aurora. “So this is the end?”Aurora turned toward him. “This is barely the beginning.”The two men grabbed his arms.“I’m reporting you,” Aurora continued. “Medical data fraud. Sample manipulation. And everything you’ve done in t
Morning came with no visible change on the surface.But inside that house, something had already begun moving faster than it appeared.Aurora stood in the study. All the files were open. Old and new data had been reorganized.Nothing was missing.Her assistant stood in front of the desk. As always—calm. Waiting for the next instruction.“I’ve rechecked the entire route,” he said. “There’s nothing suspicious.”Aurora didn’t respond immediately.She picked up one sheet.The old result.Then another.The new result.There was only one difference—The sample.Aurora lowered the papers slowly.“It’s impossible for everything to be clean,” she said.The assistant didn’t argue.“If it wasn’t at the lab…” Aurora continued quietly, “…then it happened before that.”Her gaze lifted. Straight toward the man in front of her.A few seconds passed. No one moved.Then another voice entered.“Which means someone handled the sample… before it got there.”Darius Harrington stood at the doorway.Aurora t
The car stopped in front of the house. Aurora stepped out without waiting. The file was still in her hand, but this time it was no longer about the result.The answer had already been found.What remained—was the reason behind the error.Aurora walked inside. The house felt the same as always. Calm. Orderly. Nothing had changed on the surface.But for Aurora, everything was different.“Prepare all the old data. I want to see the entire process myself,” she ordered.Her assistant nodded. “Yes, ma’am.”Aurora didn’t stop. She went straight to the study.Minutes later, the desk was covered in files. Old data. Reports. Copies of the first test results.Aurora sat down and began opening them one by one.Her gaze moved quickly. Focused.Dates. Laboratory names. Doctor’s signatures.Everything looked normal.Too normal.Aurora leaned back slightly.“Something doesn’t add up,” she murmured.Her assistant stood across the desk. Silent. Waiting.Aurora picked up one file.“This,” she said. “Dan
Morning arrived without much change.But for Aurora, everything felt different.She had prepared herself from the very beginning. There was no hesitation in her steps. No delay.Today was the day every question had to be answered.Aurora stepped into the car.“We’re going straight to the lab,” she said briefly.The car moved. No conversation followed. Aurora simply stared ahead. Her thoughts were no longer scattered like before.Everything had narrowed down to one point.Today.Elsewhere—The air in the room was far colder than before.But this time, not because of ice.Lily lay slumped on the floor. Her body was still wet. The same clothes clung to her—unchanged, undried.No food. No water.Time moved, but not for her.The door opened.Footsteps entered. Measured. Unhurried.Peter Walker stopped a few steps away from Lily.She didn’t lift her head immediately, but her breathing shifted.Weak.“You’re still alive,” Peter said flatly.Lily let out a hoarse laugh.“Disappointed?”Peter
Darius stopped in the middle of the room.Peter’s words still hung in the air—but they weren’t what occupied his mind. His gaze shifted back to Aurora, then to Peter.“What did you mean by that?” Darius asked quietly.Aurora didn’t answer. She simply stood there, not interfering.But Darius couldn’t let it go.“You came without notice. Straight to Aurora’s house. And now…” he paused briefly, “…you two look like you’ve known each other for a long time.”Aurora let out a short breath. “You’re overthinking this.”“Overthinking?” Darius repeated. “Or am I just seeing something you don’t want to admit?”Peter stepped forward. “That’s enough, Darius.”His tone wasn’t raised, but it was enough to cut through the tension.Darius looked at him. “I’m just asking.”“You’re accusing,” Peter replied calmly.Darius didn’t deny it.“And you’re going too far,” Peter continued.Darius let out a short laugh. “I just don’t like seeing someone get too close to what belongs to me.”The statement was direc
Darius didn’t move.His phone was still in his hand, though the screen had already gone dark. The last sentence kept replaying in his mind.That cry sounded like Hazel.Not just similar.Too familiar to ignore.Darius lifted his head. His gaze sharpened.“Get the car ready,” he said briefly to his assistant.“Now, sir?”“Now.”No further explanation. None was needed.Minutes later, the car sped out of the driveway. Darius didn’t give a clear destination, but his thoughts were fixed on one place.Aurora’s house.If Peter was really there—Then everything would become clear.Elsewhere, Aurora returned to the living room after calming Hazel, who had cried earlier.Peter was sitting on the sofa. Relaxed, yet still composed—like the house wasn’t someone else’s.Aurora sat across from him.“I didn’t expect you to come at a time like this, Uncle,” Aurora said.Peter gave a small nod. “The right time rarely arrives neatly.”Aurora studied him. “What do you mean?”Peter didn’t answer immediate







