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Chapter 23.The Phone Call
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2025-12-07 06:24:12
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Elara watched Adrian's shoulders tense, watched his jaw clench so hard she could see the muscle jump even in the dim moonlight. He was holding himself together by sheer force of will, and she could see the cracks forming."Three hours later," he continued, voice hollow, "my mother got the call. Heart attack at the office, dead before the ambulance arrived." His hands clenched tighter. "I spent twenty years thinking he'd worked himself to death. That he'd been so obsessed with the Foundation, so consumed by success, that he'd literally killed himself for it."He looked up at her then, and his eyes were bright with unshed tears."And I hated him for it," Adrian said. "For choosing work over me, over us. For leaving me alone with a mother who could barely look at me because I had his face." His voice cracked. "I hated him, Elara. My whole life, I hated him.""Adrian…""But he didn't choose work." The words came out sharp, broken. "He was trying to fix it. He was trying to make it right,
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The estate swallowed them whole. Elara stepped through the massive front doors and felt the weight of centuries press down on her shoulders. The entrance hall stretched up two stories, all dark wood paneling and crown molding that had probably cost more than most houses. A crystal chandelier hung overhead, dusty and dim, casting weak light that barely reached the corners. It smelled old, not musty exactly, but lived-in by ghosts. Lemon furniture polish and time and secrets kept behind closed doors. Her footsteps echoed on marble floors as she moved deeper inside. Adrian followed close behind, one hand at the small of her back not pushing, just there, grounding. The touch sent warmth up her spine despite everything, despite the exhaustion and fear and adrenaline still singing through her veins. Ethan came in last, carrying their bags. He did a quick sweep of the ground floor checking windows, testing locks, scanning shadows with the efficiency of someone who'd done this before. Too
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