LOGINAdrian stared at the photograph on his phone.
Lena's mother was tied to a chair, her face pale and frightened. Behind her stood Victor Hale, older than the man in the photograph but still unmistakable. Lena covered her mouth. “She's alive.” “For now,” Adrian said. The words made her look at him. “What are you going to do?” Adrian locked his phone. “I'm going alone.” “No.” His eyes narrowed. “You heard the message.” “I heard it. And I'm not letting you walk into a trap by yourself.” “Lena, this isn't negotiable.” “She is my mother.” “And you're exactly who they want.” “Then I'll come with you.” “No.” “Why?” “Because if Victor sees you, he may kill her.” Lena stepped closer. “Then what am I supposed to do? Stay here and wait?” “Yes.” She stared at him in disbelief. “You really think I'm capable of doing that?” “I think you're capable of surviving.” Something about the way he said it made her chest tighten. Adrian reached for his phone again. “Daniel will stay with you.” “I don't need a babysitter.” “He isn't your babysitter.” “He looks like one.” Daniel, standing several feet away, raised an eyebrow. “I heard that.” Lena ignored him. Adrian walked toward the exit. She followed. “Adrian.” He stopped. “If you go alone, they could kill you too.” He looked over his shoulder. “I've survived worse.” “That's not reassuring.” A faint smile touched his lips. “No. It isn't.” Then he walked away. Lena watched him disappear through the glass doors. Something felt wrong. Very wrong. She turned to Daniel. “Where is he going?” “I can't tell you.” “Why?” “Because he ordered me not to.” Lena sighed. “Then I'll figure it out myself.” Daniel's expression changed. “Lena.” But she was already walking toward the parking area. Twenty minutes later, Adrian's car was nowhere in sight. Lena stood beside Daniel's car, staring at the road. “Did he leave alone?” Daniel nodded. “Where?” “I told you, I can't say.” Lena crossed her arms. “You're his chief of staff. You must know.” “I do.” “Then tell me.” Daniel hesitated. Finally, he sighed. “He went to the old Blackwood warehouse.” Lena's heart sank. “Which one?” Daniel looked at her. “The one that burned down twenty years ago.” She froze. “What?” “That warehouse was connected to your parents.” Lena stared at him. “Why?” Daniel lowered his voice. “Because that's where Adrian last saw your mother.” Lena's breath caught. Twenty years ago. Her mother disappeared. Her father betrayed Adrian. And now Adrian was returning to the same place. She looked toward the road. “We have to go.” “No.” “Daniel.” “Mr. Blackwood specifically ordered me to keep you here.” “He also told me to stay out of the truth, and look where that got us.” Daniel rubbed his forehead. “You're going to get me fired.” “Then drive faster.” He stared at her. “You're serious?” “Very.” Ten minutes later, they were on their way. Meanwhile, Adrian stepped into the abandoned warehouse. The air smelled of dust and old smoke. His footsteps echoed through the empty building. “Victor!” Nothing. He continued walking. Then a light switched on. Victor Hale stood at the far end of the warehouse. He was holding a gun. Adrian stopped. “Where is she?” Victor smiled. “Still the same Adrian.” “Where is Lena's mother?” “Safe.” “You have five seconds.” Victor laughed. “You always were impatient.” Adrian's eyes hardened. “You betrayed me once.” “I didn't betray you.” “You disappeared with her.” “I saved her.” Adrian's expression changed. “From what?” Victor looked at him. “From you.” Adrian took a step forward. “Explain.” “Your father ordered her death.” Silence. Adrian stared at him. “My father?” Victor nodded. “He discovered she was pregnant with your child.” Adrian's fists tightened. “He wanted the baby gone.” “And my mother?” “She refused to give you up.” Victor's voice became quieter. “So I helped her disappear.” Adrian's breathing became uneven. “You expect me to believe that?” “You don't have to.” Victor pulled another photograph from his pocket. He held it up. It showed Adrian's father standing beside Daniel Carter. And in the background— Was Lena's mother. Adrian's eyes narrowed. “Your father made a deal with Daniel.” “What deal?” Victor smiled. “The kind that explains why your mother married him.” Adrian's phone suddenly rang. He answered. It was Daniel. “Sir, there's a problem.” “What?” “Lena is gone.” Adrian's face went cold. “What do you mean she's gone?” “She came after you.” Adrian closed his eyes. “Damn it.” Victor smiled. “I told you she would.” Adrian looked at him. “What did you do?” Victor raised his gun. “I didn't have to do anything.” A second figure stepped out from the darkness behind Adrian. A gun pressed against his back. Victor's smile widened. “Because she walked straight into the trap.” Adrian slowly turned his head. Then he heard a familiar voice behind him. “Adrian?” His heart dropped. Lena stood in the doorway. And someone was holding a gun to her head.Lena stared at the envelope on the table.For the first time in weeks, the house was quiet. No threatening phone calls. No strangers watching from across the street. No secrets waiting to destroy whatever little happiness she had left.Yet the envelope bearing Victor Hale’s name made her uneasy.Adrian stood behind her, resting his hands gently on her shoulders.Are you going to open it?Lena nodded.I need to know what else he wanted to tell us.She carefully opened the envelope and pulled out a folded letter. Inside was a photograph of Victor, her father, Adrian’s father, and two little children standing in front of the old warehouse.Lena smiled faintly.We really did know each other before everything happened.Adrian leaned closer.Apparently, I was following you around even back then.She turned to him, raising an eyebrow.You were?According to this picture, yes.He pointed at the photograph. Little Adrian stood beside Lena, holding her hand while she appeared to be reaching for
Charles stared at Lena.The confidence in his expression was gone.Where is the key?Lena slowly stepped backward.Adrian moved with her.You're not getting it.Charles raised his weapon.You don't understand what you're holding.Lena touched the pendant around her neck.Then explain it.Her father stepped forward.The account was created years ago. Your mother and I used it to protect the money Charles stole from innocent families.Charles laughed bitterly.You think that money belongs to you?No.Her father looked directly at him.It belongs to the people you robbed.Marcus suddenly entered the room.And we have enough evidence to prove it.Charles turned toward him.You.Marcus raised his weapon.It's over.Charles fired.Marcus ducked.The bullet struck the wall.Adrian pulled Lena toward the hidden exit.Go!Lena hesitated.What about my parents?Adrian looked at her father.We'll meet you outside.Her father nodded.Take her.Lena and Adrian ran through the narrow passage.Behin
Lena couldn't move.Her father stood in the doorway.The man she had spent years believing was dead was standing in front of her.Alive.Dad?His eyes softened.Lena.She took a shaky step toward him.You were alive.He nodded.I was.Her voice broke.Then why did you leave me?He looked at Rebecca.Because staying with you would have gotten you killed.Lena shook her head.You don't get to decide that for me.Her father lowered his eyes.You're right.For years, I told myself I was protecting you. But the truth is, I was afraid.Afraid of Charles?Afraid of what would happen if Charles discovered you were still alive.Adrian stepped beside Lena.You made everyone believe you were dead.I had to.You manipulated Daniel.I did.Adrian's expression hardened.You used him.Her father looked at him.I gave him orders because Charles had people everywhere. I needed someone inside his organization who could move information without being detected.Daniel wasn't a traitor.He was protecting
The gunshot echoed through the burning warehouse.Lena froze.Victor!Victor stumbled backward, one hand pressed against his chest.Charles lowered his gun.For a second, nobody moved.Then Victor looked toward Lena.Run!Charles turned toward the exit.Adrian grabbed Lena's hand.Move!They rushed forward, but Marcus fired at Charles.Charles ducked behind a steel beam.Rebecca pulled Lena toward the door.Go!Lena looked back.Victor was still standing.Barely.She couldn't leave him.Mom, go!Lena ran toward Victor.Adrian followed.Victor collapsed against the wall.Lena dropped beside him.You're hurt.Victor gave a weak smile.I've been hurt before.She pressed her hands against the wound.Stay with me.Victor looked at her.You were always stubborn.Lena's eyes filled with tears.You saved me once.I'm not letting you die now.Victor looked at Adrian.Protect her.Adrian nodded.I will.Victor reached into his jacket and pulled out a small key.He placed it in Adrian's hand.Yo
The old warehouse stood exactly as Lena remembered it.Broken windows.Rusting metal doors.Blackened walls that still carried the scars of the fire.For a moment, Lena couldn't move.Adrian stood beside her.You don't have to do this.Lena looked at him.Yes, I do.He took her hand.Then we do it together.Marcus stayed several meters behind them, watching the surrounding area.No movement.No cars.Nothing.That's what worries me, he said.Lena looked at the warehouse.Charles wants us to think he's waiting inside.Adrian nodded.But he's already planned everything.They entered through the same side door Victor had once used.The smell of smoke seemed to linger despite the years.Lena's chest tightened.I remember this place.Adrian looked at her.What do you remember?A voice.A man's voice.She closed her eyes.He was arguing with my father.What did he say?Lena opened her eyes.He said he couldn't let them take the money.Adrian frowned.Who couldn't?I don't know.Suddenly, Ma
Lena stared at the black screen.For a moment, she couldn't hear anything except her own heartbeat.Adrian stepped closer.You're not going alone.Lena looked at him.He threatened to kill my mother.And he'll kill you if you go alone.She shook her head.I can't risk her life.Adrian took both of her hands.You're not risking anything. We're going together.Lena stared into his eyes.What if he kills her the moment he sees you?He won't.How do you know?Because he needs something from us.Adrian glanced at the letter still lying on the desk.The inheritance.Lena frowned.What inheritance?The truth about what our fathers left behind.He picked up another document from the desk.There were several accounts listed under different names.Adrian scanned the pages.These aren't bank accounts.What are they?Companies.Dozens of them.Lena moved closer.All connected to one holding company.Adrian's expression changed.Blackwood International.Charles didn't just steal money.He built an







