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The Professor’s Canvas Chapter 47: Coding
The machines beep faster.“Antonio spent forty years watching Carlos Sandoval build an empire on blood while he lost everything for an honest relationship with me. When you started dating Mateo, Antonio saw his chance.” Her eyes bore into mine. “Everything he did—the cameras, Marina, all of it—was about punishing Carlos Sandoval through his son. About destroying Mateo the way Carlos destroyed that woman.”“Who was she? The woman who died?”“I don’t know. Antonio never told me her name. Just said she was young. Brilliant. Pregnant with Carlos’s child when she died.”“She had the abortion then—”“No.” My mother’s grip tightens. “She didn’t have the abortion. She had the baby. Gave her up for adoption before she died. That baby is alive, Elena. She’s been part of this story from the beginning.”My heart stops. “Who? Who is she?”“You know her. You’ve been working with her.” My mother’s voice is fading. “The adoption records—Antonio found them years ago. He knew. He’s been—”Her words cut
The Professor’s Canvas Chapter 46: The Race
I’m running through Madrid-Barajas Airport before Mateo finishes the sentence.“My mother had a heart attack. I need to get to Valencia. Now.”Sofia is beside me, Patricia behind us. Mateo is on his phone, already making calls.We reach the ticket counter. “Next flight to Valencia.”The agent checks her screen. “Fully booked. Next available seats are tomorrow morning at six—”“Tomorrow?” I slam my hands on the counter. “My mother is dying. There has to be something.”“I’m sorry, miss. It’s peak travel season. Everything is booked.”Mateo appears beside me. “I can get us there.”“How?”“My family still has corporate accounts. Private charters.” He’s already dialing. “I just need to authorize one last expense before they freeze everything.”Five minutes of terse phone calls. Then: “Plane will be ready in forty minutes. Private terminal.”We run again. Through security. Across the airport. To a section I’ve never seen—where the wealthy bypass lines and crowds.A sleek jet sits on the tar
The Professor’s Canvas Chapter 45: Manipulation
The video continues. It shows my father explaining that Marina is dangerous, that having a defense plan isn’t the same as plotting murder.“Isabella edited it,” I breathe. “She cut out the context.”“She manipulated the footage to make it look like premeditated murder when it was actually your father preparing your mother for possible self-defense.” Ana puts her phone away. “I have the full video. The metadata proving when it was recorded and when it was edited. Everything we need to prove Isabella fabricated evidence.”“So my mother is safe.”“If we release this before the wedding, yes. Isabella’s leverage disappears.”I look at Patricia. “Then why haven’t you released it already?”“Because we need Mateo’s cooperation. And he won’t break the engagement unless he knows you’re here. Unless he knows you still want him.” Patricia meets my eyes. “He thinks you moved on, that you chose MIT over him. He’s going through with the wedding because he believes there’s nothing left to fight for.”
The Professor’s Canvas Chapter 44: Discovery
Richard’s apartment is nice. Modern and impersonal.We barely make it through the door before he’s kissing me. It’s fine. Technically competent. Completely empty.I kiss him back anyway. Try to lose myself in someone who isn’t Mateo.His hands are under my shirt when my phone rings.I ignore it.It rings again. And again.“You should get that,” Richard says.I check the screen. Patricia.“I need to take this.” I step into his hallway. “What?”“Elena. Where are you?”“Boston. Why?”“You need to see this. I’m sending a link.”My phone buzzes. Article link from The Guardian.Headline: *SANDOVAL HEIR’S SECRET: FIANCÉE UNAWARE OF COERCED ENGAGEMENT*I scan the article. Someone leaked everything. The medical incompetence angle, Isabella’s threats, the coerced contracts, everything.“Who gave them this?” I ask.“I don’t know, but it was published twenty minutes ago and it’s everywhere. Twitter. Reddit. Every major news outlet is picking it up.”“What does this mean for Mateo?”“It means the
The Professor’s Canvas Chapter 43: Boston
I destroyed my MIT lab on day three.Not intentionally. I’m running a quantum resonance test, miscalculate the electromagnetic interference, and the entire array overloads. Sparks. Smoke. Alarms screaming.My advisor, Dr. Chen, finds me in the wreckage. “Miss Vega. My office. Now.”I follow her through the physics building, still smelling like burnt circuits.She closes her office door. “You’ve been here two weeks. In that time, you’ve produced brilliant preliminary work and nearly burned down a fifty-million-dollar lab. What’s going on?”“Personal issues. They won’t interfere again…”“They’re interfering now.” She sits. “I recruited you because your research is exceptional. But I need your head in the game. Whatever is happening in your personal life, fix it or compartmentalize it. You have one week to prove you can handle this program.”One week. Mateo’s wedding is in four days.“I understand.”Back at the apartment Sofia found us, small, expensive, walking distance from campus—I tr
The Professor’s Canvas 042: The Flight
I’m at gate B17 when I see his face on the departure lounge television.Mateo. In a suit I’ve never seen. Standing beside a woman who’s all polish and poise and everything I’m not.The chyron reads: *SANDOVAL HEIR ANNOUNCES ENGAGEMENT TO TELECOMMUNICATIONS HEIRESS*Sofia grabs my arm. “Don’t look. It’s probably old news—”“Three days ago.” The timestamp on the screen. Three days after he left the hospital. Four days after he held me in his bed and promised we’d figure this out together.The reporter’s voice carries across the gate area: “In a surprise announcement, Mateo Sandoval, newly appointed CEO of Sandoval Holdings, has confirmed his engagement to Victoria Ruiz, daughter of telecommunications magnate—”I turn away. Can’t watch.“Boarding for flight BA213 to Boston Logan will begin in ten minutes.”My phone buzzes. Text from my mother: *Did you see the news? Good. Now you can move on properly.*Another buzz. Carmen: *I’m sorry. Isabella works fast.*I silence my phone. Board the
The Professor’s Canvas 009: The Interrogation
~Elena’s POV~Security escorts Mateo through the Gothic Quarter campus at 2 AM like he’s a criminal.I watch from the parking lot shadows as they disappear into the administration building. He didn’t look back, he told me to go home before they loaded him into their vehicle. Like I’m capable of g
The Professor’s Canvas 008: The Blackmail
~Elena’s POV~I’m out of Mateo’s apartment before he can stop me, phone gripped tight in my hand, Rebecca’s blackmail photos burning in my mind.“Elena, wait…” He’s behind me, grabbing keys, following me down the stairs.“I’m handling this.”“By doing what? Confronting her at two in the morning?”“
The Professor’s Canvas 007: The Ultimatum
~Elena’s POV~“She’s not my student.” The lie comes out of my mouth before I can stop it. “I’m his girlfriend.”Torres’s eyebrows rise. Mateo’s hand finds the small of my back, warning or support, I can’t tell.“Your girlfriend.” Torres doesn’t sound convinced. “Yet I’ve seen you on campus, Miss V
The Professor’s Canvas 006: The Confession
~Elena’s POV~“The studio keys were in my desk drawer.” Mateo’s voice is flat, dead. “Campus security inventoried my office this afternoon.” My back is still against his wall, jeans unbuttoned, his hand print visible on my hip. The dean’s voice continues through the phone speaker, sharp and author
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