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Chapter 37: The Inspection

Author: Melissa Clint
last update Petsa ng paglalathala: 2026-09-28 04:52:55

WREN

Beatrix wasn’t just in Mayfair. She was here.

The words hung in the suffocating silence. Downstairs, the grandfather clock struck three, its hollow chimes echoing through the floorboards like a warning.

Silas stepped farther into the room, his charcoal coat sweeping behind him. The sharp smell of wet asphalt and gun oil followed him inside. He was Beatrix’s shadow, the man who handled quiet disappearances and clean paper trails for the Ashford family.

His gray eyes ignored Julian, who stoo
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  • THE HEIRESS BEHIND THE MADNESS   Chapter 37: The Inspection

    WRENBeatrix wasn’t just in Mayfair. She was here.The words hung in the suffocating silence. Downstairs, the grandfather clock struck three, its hollow chimes echoing through the floorboards like a warning.Silas stepped farther into the room, his charcoal coat sweeping behind him. The sharp smell of wet asphalt and gun oil followed him inside. He was Beatrix’s shadow, the man who handled quiet disappearances and clean paper trails for the Ashford family.His gray eyes ignored Julian, who stood near the broken doorway, wiping sweat from his forehead. Silas stopped a few feet from Kael, perfectly relaxed.“The Duchess doesn’t tolerate anomalies, Dr. Vane,” he said. “And you are a considerable man. A high-profile specialist accepting an off-the-books contract at an isolated estate, overseeing a patient whose blood work has been flagged twice by our Mayfair servers.”My heart beat kept racing. I pressed myself harder against the bathroom wall, my knees drawn to my chest, fingers picki

  • THE HEIRESS BEHIND THE MADNESS   Chapter 36: A Threat from Mayfair

    WRENWhen the shadows of the wine cellar vanished,I lack words to say.Blinding white light flashed through the high barred windows, cutting across the vaulted stone ceiling. It wasn’t a flashlight from the team upstairs. It was a floodlight. Then another. Tires crushed over gravel outside, followed by the synchronized slam of armored doors.Kael leaned his back against the stone wall and pulled me to his chest.I held my breath and peered through a crack in the dusty glass.Three matte-black Range Rovers stood in a defensive semicircle across the lower carriage lot, blocking our only route to the woods. Men in tactical gear were already spreading around the property. My eyes fixed on the silver insignia on the lead vehicle.The Ashford crest.“That’s not an Acheron extraction team,” I whispered. “That’s my grandmother’s personal Mayfair guard.”Kael looked outside. His jaw tightened. “At least twenty men. They’ve locked down the property. If we run, we won’t make it ten feet befor

  • THE HEIRESS BEHIND THE MADNESS   Chapter 35: The first Touch

    WRENTomorrow at midnight.The glowing white text on the matte-black screen blurred into a smear of harsh light. My lungs seized, the air suddenly thin and icy in my throat.I couldn’t breathe.Julian’s betrayal was one thing. A greedy, narcissistic man stealing a fortune was a tragedy I could understand. But this?This document bore the unmistakable, heavy-handed signature of Duchess Beatrix Ashford.My grandmother.The woman who had brushed my hair before my mother’s funeral. The woman who had once told me I was the only future this family had.She wasn’t trying to protect the Ashford name from my supposed madness.She had funded it.And now that Lyra was closing in on Julian, Beatrix was tying up the loose ends.A permanent offshore facility meant a black-site asylum. No records. No visitors. A ghost ship for inconvenient heiresses.“Wren.”Kael’s voice sounded like it was coming from underwater.“Wren, look at me.”I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the date.Tomorrow.Twenty-four

  • THE HEIRESS BEHIND THE MADNESS   Chapter 34: The cipher

    WRENI turn my back into the darkest corner of the room, my fingers curling tightly around the heavy brass base of the bedside lamp. My pulse roared in my ears, drowning out the steady rhythm of rain against the glass. Julian was downstairs. I had just seen him with my own eyes.The heavy oak door glided open, letting in a sliver of pale hallway light.A tall, broad-shouldered silhouette stepped over the threshold, closing the door behind him with a near-silent click. He didn’t reach for the light switch. He simply stood in the shadows, perfectly still, letting his eyes adjust to the darkness.“Put the lamp down, Wren. It’s just me.”The deep, gravelly baritone of Kaelen’s voice washed over me, instantly I felt relieved from the tension in my chest. I lowered the heavy brass base, my knees suddenly weak from the adrenaline crash. I couldn’t stop the quiet, shaky breath that escaped my lips as I stepped out of the shadows.Kael moved toward me, his lean, intimidating frame closing th

  • THE HEIRESS BEHIND THE MADNESS   Chapter33: Lyra’s secret visits

    WRENMy jaw burned from holding a slack, vacant expression for four straight hours.Downstairs in the drawing room, I had played my part to absolute perfection. I had sat near the cold hearth, staring blankly at the unlit logs, letting my hands tremble against my knees whenever Julian crossed the room. When he handed me the harmless sugar pill with a glass of stale water, I swallowed it without a fight, letting him stroke my hair like a man fondling a prize horse he had finally broken. He whispered about how fragile I was, how much I needed him to handle the Ashford trust before my mind completely shattered.I hated the chalky taste on my tongue, but I hated the sickening pity in his eyes even more.Now, midnight had settled over Ashford Manor like a wet wool blanket. The heavy drapes in my bedchamber were drawn, but I stood in the narrow space between the velvet fabric and the ice-cold glass of the bay window. Rain clawed at the windowpanes, blurring the formal Cotswolds gardens belo

  • THE HEIRESS BEHIND THE MADNESS   Chapter 32: The Golden Cage Cracks

    WRENThe echo of the gunshot had long faded from the damp stone tunnel, but the tang of blood and burned cordite still clung to the back of my throat.Lyra hadn’t pulled her trigger first. Kael had.Even with a hole ripped through his side, even as he leaned his full weight against me, his draw had been a flash of pure, terrifying instinct. One round through Lyra’s throat before her weapon could even fire.But the victory had cost us every drop of strength he had left.We hadn’t escaped into the night. We had been cornered in the lower garage by Julian’s secondary tactical unit before Millaray could even turn the engine over.Now, forty-eight hours later, the darkness of the subterranean tunnels had been replaced by the blinding, sterile white of Julian’s penthouse estate in the valley.I sat on the edge of the velvet armchair, my knees pressed tightly together, my hands resting meekly in my lap. I kept my head down, staring at the polished mahogany floorboards while watching the shad

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