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CHAPTER 88: The vault with ghosts
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THE GUARDIAN'S BRIDE CHAPTER 89: Truth now
CHAPTER 89: Truth nowAs soon as I left the penthouse, I headed straight to Blackwood estate. This time, much to my relief, there was no presence of Patricia in the mansion. I easily found father in his study. I didn't bother knocking. Armed with the folder and the burning in my veins, I pushed in the heavy oak door, and it creaked open, and the familiar scent of aged leather and burning wood from the fireplace washed over me.He sat behind his desk, spectacles perched low on the bridge of his nose, a document in his hands. He didn’t look up immediately, as if I were another servant disturbing him in the middle of some relevant task. But I was sure that he was aware of my presence. “Father,” I said evenly, though there was a storm beneath my skin.His hand stilled, and the pen hovered over the paper for a second. He finally raised his head slowly, his eyes narrowing in that calm, unyielding way that had always made lesser men quake. “Zachary.” He dropped the pen and folded the paper
THE GUARDIAN'S BRIDE CHAPTER 88: The vault with ghosts
CHAPTER 88: The vault with ghostsCallum nodded. “Yes. Life insurance. Large policy. Payout went directly to him. But that wasn’t all. Her inheritance, too. Everything she had, consolidated, cashed out, and moved swiftly. It’s what gave him leverage for his recent ventures. I know you ordered me not to look into it anymore. But it was a smoking gun.”The words pressed hard into me, and Madelyn’s voice echoed in my head from months ago, her accusation that Nicole’s death hadn’t been as simple as it seemed. I had brushed her off, dismissing it as paranoia. I really didn't care what went on in their private lives as long as it didn’t have anything to do with my family. But this was useful information. Now, listening to Pierce, I felt that old certainty I had fracture.“So you’re telling me,” I said slowly, “that there may be truth to what my wife claimed.”“I’m telling you,” Pierce replied calmly, “that Vance Bomer profited handsomely from his late wife's death. Whether that makes him gu
THE GUARDIAN'S BRIDE CHAPTER 87: A mediocre presentation
CHAPTER 87: A mediocre presentation Four days.It had been exactly four days since that debacle that day at father’s house, yet the memory clung to me, making fresh anger erupt in my veins every second of the day. Red hot rage had not yet stopped flowing inside me, neither had I spoken to Father since that day. Strangely, Vance had neither tried to communicate with Madelyn nor had he released the clip despite the expiration of his twenty-four hours ultimatum.Currently I was at the office, in the boardroom where I had been sitting through a very mediocre presentation.The numbers blurred across the projector screen as the young man droned on, his voice cracking with every other word that he managed to speak. It was a disgrace. I sat there, jaw tight, fingers tapping against the polished mahogany table, fighting the urge to cut him off sooner than I already knew I would. I could feel the tension and the unease of the others in the room. They exchanged glances and shifted around uneas
THE GUARDIAN'S BRIDE CHAPTER 86: War of words
CHAPTER 86: War of wordsThe old man’s eyes darkened, but his composure remained maddeningly intact. “Your father was not the saint you paint him to be. I have never made myself out to be one. Neither was Roland Kade. We were men. Flawed, hungry, driven. And yes, we carved out an empire, but none of it was without sacrifice of sweat and blood. Not a single brick in the foundation was laid without blood or betrayal; that betrayal coming from your father. You speak of greed?” His voice dropped, heavy as lead. “Look in the mirror. You are your father’s daughter.”I laughed. A sharp, bitter, cutting sound that spilled from my throat. “And I'm supposed to believe you. Take your word over my father's? That's quite rich coming from you. Remember when I came to you countless times to reach an agreement?” I asked in an accusing tone.The old man did not reply, neither did his expression shift from the proud, cold and condescending look in his eyes.“You dismissed and sent me away like I was tr
THE GUARDIAN'S BRIDE CHAPTER 85: Sins of the past
CHAPTER 85: Sins of the pastThe moment Zachary and Madelyn disappeared through the door, I allowed the smile I had been wearing to drop like a shattered mask. My shoulders slumped slightly after being squared for so long. My lips trembled, not only from exhaustion, but also from the fury simmering beneath my skin. I had thought this plan through with Vance before we had pushed forward with it. I was aware that it was not going to be a walk in the park getting a Blackwood man to do our bidding, but it was even more difficult withstanding their disdain and abhorrence. I could still hear Zachary’s words ringing in my ears, sharp, deliberate, designed to remind me that I would never become a permanent feature in that family. Honestly, I had no desire to be. This was all for the success of my plan with Vance.I reached for my phone, my fingers itching to connect to my son. I needed to talk to him. To hear his voice. My son was my anchor, my strength. Everything I had ever done was for
THE GUARDIAN'S BRIDE CHAPTER 84: Manuel Guildford
CHAPTER 84: Manuel Guildford I leaned back in my chair, steppling my fingers together. “I don’t know what you’re blabbering about,” I replied, my voice flat. “I don't read minds.”“Oh, come on,” he drawled, leaning forward now. He took a swig of the drink and placed the glass back on the desk, then braced his elbows on his knees. “You know exactly what I’m talking about. Your father. My father.”“I fail to see the sense you're making, Mr Guildford. Do tell me, what about them?”His smirk faded. “That little venture of theirs. Don’t play the fool with me. I know that you know about it.”Of course I knew about the business. I found out about it after hearing my parents argue about it. I didn't understand then, and I didn't ask. However when I got older, father told me everything. A muscle ticked in my jaw, but I kept my expression as cold as stone. Inside, I felt the sting of recognition. He knew, or at least suspected. He was, after all, the son of Victor Guildford. That made him da
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