LOGINThe summer morning arrived quietly.Sunlight filtered through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the VIP recovery suite at Moreau Medical Center, painting soft golden patterns across the room.For the first time in days, the atmosphere no longer felt suffocating.The steady rhythm of medical monitors still echoed inside the room, but the fear that had lingered over everyone since Enola's shooting had finally begun to loosen its grip.Outside, the city was already awake.Inside, everything felt slower.Calmer.Damian sat beside Enola's bed, carefully cutting pieces of apple into smaller slices.His sleeves were rolled to his elbows.His tie was gone.His hair was slightly messy.A rare sight.If Ethan were here, he would probably faint from shock.The infamous Damian Cassel was preparing fruit for someone.Enola watched him quietly from her hospital bed.The sight felt strangely unreal.A few months ago, she would have never imagined this version of Damian.The man who once treated marria
The summer night was warm despite the late hour.A faint breeze drifted through the open windows of Cassel Mansion, carrying the scent of freshly cut grass from the gardens outside.Damian sat alone in his study.The room was dim except for the desk lamp illuminating the documents spread before him.He wasn't reading any of them.For the first time in days, his thoughts weren't occupied by shareholders, board meetings, Victor, or the investigation into Isabella's death.They were occupied by a woman lying unconscious in a hospital bed.A knock came from the door.Without waiting for permission, Adrian stepped inside.Neither of them bothered with greetings.Neither of them had ever been good at pretending to be brothers.Adrian dropped into the chair across from Damian and crossed one leg over the other."What do you want, brother?"Damian said nothing.Instead, he reached for a document folder and slid it across the desk.Adrian frowned slightly before opening it.The moment his eyes
The rain had started sometime after midnight.Not a storm.Just a quiet summer rain that painted silver lines across the tall windows of Moreau Group hospital.The situasion felt strangely silent.Too silent.As if everyone inside was waiting for something.Or someone.Damian stood outside the ICU observation room with both hands buried in his pockets.His eyes remained fixed on the motionless figure lying on the hospital bed.Enola.Machines blinked softly around her.Steady.Alive.But unconscious.The operation had been successful.The doctors had removed the bullet.Yet she still hadn't opened her eyes.For the first time in years, Damian Cassel understood what helplessness felt like.Not anger.Not rage.Not revenge.Helplessness.He could destroy companies.Buy entire industries.Crush enemies.But none of that could force Enola to wake up.The realization sat inside his chest like a knife.A nurse quietly walked past him.Damian glanced once more at Enola through the glass befo
The summer afternoon was unbearably hot.Heat shimmered above the asphalt outside the city, turning the distant roads into wavering illusions. Even the trees lining the countryside seemed exhausted beneath the relentless sun.Inside the police headquarters, however, the atmosphere was far colder.Ronald Hayes stood near his desk, phone still in his hand.The call with Leonard Voss had ended less than five minutes ago.And it had changed everything.Across from him, Damian sat in silence.Ethan stood nearby while several detectives moved in and out of the room.Ronald rubbed his jaw."Leonard confirmed it."Damian slowly lifted his eyes.Ronald continued."Aldric Moreau is alive."The words landed heavily.Nobody spoke for several seconds."He also confirmed Isabella met him three days before her death."Damian's expression darkened."Did Leonard tell you where Aldric is?""No."Ronald shook his head."He disappeared years ago."A curse nearly escaped Damian.Nearly.But he swallowed i
The summer sun hung high above the city, flooding the skyline with bright golden light.Normally, it would have been the kind of morning people enjoyed.Not today.Not for Damian Cassel.Not for anyone involved in the truth buried beneath twenty years of lies.**At the police headquarters, the atmosphere was unusually tense.Detectives moved quickly between desks.Printers hummed.Phones rang.Conversations were kept low.Inside a conference room on the third floor, Ronald Hayes stood before a large investigation board.Photos.Documents.Old reports.Death certificates.Witness statements.Everything connected to one name.Isabella Moreau.For twenty years her death had been labeled an accident.For twenty years everyone had accepted that conclusion.Now they weren't so sure anymore.Ronald crossed his arms.His eyes swept across the room."Listen carefully."The room immediately fell silent."This is no longer a historical review."Several detectives straightened.Ronald's gaze har
The summer afternoon was unusually quiet.Warm sunlight poured through the tall windows of the Moreau mansion, casting long golden shadows across the polished wooden floor. Outside, cicadas hummed lazily among the trees while a gentle breeze stirred the roses blooming along the garden paths.It should have felt peaceful.Instead, tension sat heavily in the room.Enola stood beside the long conference table in Evelyn Moreau's private study.Damian was across from her.Alexander sat silently near the window.Evelyn occupied the head chair.And Viona had just arrived carrying a large archival box.No one spoke immediately.Because everyone understood one thing.The answers they had been searching for might finally be inside that box.Viona carefully placed it on the table."I almost got caught," she said lightly.Nobody laughed.Evelyn's gaze settled on the box."Open it."Enola lifted the lid.Dust drifted into the air.Old files.Handwritten notes.Financial records.Medical reports.T
The next morning arrived with clear blue skies and relentless summer heat.Sunlight poured through the floor-to-ceiling windows of the Cassel mansion, washing the marble floors in gold.Damian barely noticed it.He had spent most of the night awake.Between the recording from Emirez Cassier, Adrian
The video of Clarine and Victor arguing inside Cassel Group spread faster than anyone expected.By noon, it was already everywhere.Business pages.Financial forums.Entertainment news.Even gossip accounts.Everyone had an opinion.Some mocked Clarine.Some criticized Victor.Others focused on Sof
The lights in the penthouse study were still on long after midnight.The city glittered beyond the floor-to-ceiling windows, but neither Damian nor Enola paid attention to it.A half-finished cup of coffee sat forgotten beside Damian's laptop.Enola was seated across from him, replaying the recordi
The Elysian Reserve crisis had become the biggest topic in the city for nearly a week.News channels wouldn't stop talking about it.A body discovered inside one of the private villas.A police investigation.Questions about security.Questions about management.Questions about whether Elysian Rese







