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127. The Missing Piece
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2026-06-05 10:40:49
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The Tyrant's Bride Vow 128. The Dogs Begin to Bite
The morning sunlight spilled through the floor-to-ceiling windows of Enola's office, but it did little to soften the tension sitting in her chest.A stack of documents lay open across her desk.Invoices.Supplier contracts.Bank transfers.Project reports.Everything connected to Elysian.Everything connected to a company that should not exist where it currently existed.Enola leaned back in her chair and rubbed her temple."What exactly are you hiding?" she murmured.Across from her, Luna sat with a tablet in her hand while several digital files floated on the large monitor mounted on the wall."You've been staring at those records for almost two hours."Enola narrowed her eyes."The numbers don't match."Luna frowned."What do you mean?"Enola tapped one document."This company."She pointed at a name listed under one of the supplier transactions."Aurelius Industrial Holdings."Luna immediately pulled up additional files."The one you found connected to Victor's people?"Enola nodd
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 127. The Missing Piece
The call ended.But the silence that followed felt heavier than the conversation itself.Damian stood motionless beside the floor-to-ceiling window, his phone still in his hand.Across the room, Enola watched him.The city lights stretched endlessly beyond the glass, but neither of them seemed interested in the view.Gabriel Ford.A name neither of them had heard before tonight.Yet somehow, that man might be holding the first real answer about Isabella Cassel's death.Or murder.The possibility alone was enough to keep Damian awake."You should get some sleep."Enola's voice broke the silence.Damian didn't even look away from the window."I'm not tired."A lie.A terrible one.His shoulders were tense.His jaw locked.The vein at the side of his neck visible beneath the dim light.Enola knew him well enough to recognize what was happening.Damian was afraid.Not of Victor.Not of losing Cassel Group.Not even of whatever enemy had been hiding in the shadows for over twenty years.He
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 126. The Lie Buried With Isabella
The message stayed on Damian's screen long after the sender disappeared.>Ask Evelyn what happened the night Isabella disappeared.The penthouse was quiet.Too quiet.Enola stood across the room, watching him.Damian rarely looked shaken.Angry?Yes.Cold?Always.Ruthless?Without question.But this...This was different.His eyes remained fixed on the screen as if he was staring at a ghost."Damian."He didn't answer immediately.Enola walked closer."Do you know who sent it?""No."His voice came out lower than usual."And that's what bothers me."Damian locked the phone and tossed it onto the desk.The city lights outside the glass wall stretched endlessly into the darkness, but his thoughts were somewhere far away.Somewhere twenty years in the past.Enola remained silent.She knew him well enough to recognize when words would only make things worse.For several moments neither of them spoke.Then Damian finally broke the silence."I don't remember much about her."Enola looked a
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 125. The Blood That Remains
The Moreau Mansion had always looked different from Cassel properties.Less intimidating.Warmer.Alive.Strings of golden lights hung across the backyard garden, weaving through old trees that had probably stood there longer than most of the guests attending tonight's engagement celebration.Soft music drifted through the evening air.Laughter followed.Champagne glasses clinked.For once, the atmosphere wasn't filled with board meetings, corporate warfare, or blood hidden beneath expensive suits.At least on the surface.Enola stepped out of the car first.A black dress hugged her figure elegantly, her dark hair falling over one shoulder.Almost immediately, several guests recognized her.Whispers spread."The Winery Queen.""That's Enola Spark.""The woman who rebuilt Spark Winery.""The youngest businesswoman to achieve that level of growth..."Enola had gotten used to it.Or maybe she had simply learned how to ignore it.Damian came around the car and instantly placed a hand on h
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 124. The Hunter Is Being Hunted
The first thing that bothered Enola was how quiet everything had become.Too quiet.She stood in front of the floor-to-ceiling window in her office at Spark Winery, one hand wrapped around a cup of coffee that had long gone cold.Outside, the vineyard stretched beneath the morning sunlight.Inside, everything was moving exactly according to plan.And that was the problem.Enola had spent too many years fighting people like Reginald, Victor, and Clarine.People like them never accepted defeat gracefully.They never retreated without leaving a trap behind.Yet for the last two days, things had been unusually smooth.Too smooth.A knock interrupted her thoughts.Hayle entered carrying a folder."The legal department just confirmed it."Enola turned."What now?""The project."Hayle placed the folder on her desk."Clarine signed everything."Enola lowered her eyes to the documents.A faint smile appeared.There it was.The bait.And Clarine had swallowed it whole.Hayle didn't smile.If a
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 123. The Cost of Being Untouchable
Enola spent the entire morning moving from one meeting to another.The accident yesterday had barely slowed her down.The bandage on her forehead remained hidden beneath her neatly styled hair, but the dull ache behind her eyes still lingered every now and then.She ignored it.There were more important things to deal with.Spark Winery had survived too many storms for her to stop now.Especially not when Clarine was waiting for her to make a mistake.By noon, Enola arrived at one of the most exclusive restaurants in the city.A private lunch.Three potential partners.Two investors.One distribution company interested in expanding Spark Winery's products into several international markets.Exactly the kind of opportunity Enola had spent years building toward.The lunch went smoothly.Professional.Productive.Strategic.At least until her attention drifted toward the opposite side of the restaurant.And froze.Victor.Her eyes narrowed slightly.Victor sat near the glass wall overloo
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 20. The Embers Behind the Wounds
That night, the scent of rain hung in the air. In the spacious room, the sound of rain outside only added to the tension that hung between the two people who were both unable to sleep.Damian sat in a chair near the window, wearing a white shirt with the top button undone. His gaze was empty as he
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 19. Invisible Wounds
Three days after the Cassel family dinner, the outside world began to tremble with something that smelled rotten. On digital screens, social media, and even leading business websites, the same headlines appeared: “Damian Cassel’s New Wife Dragged into Past Scandal!”“Enola Spark—The Heiress Who D
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 18. The Cassel Family War Table
The sky above the Cassel manor looked dim that afternoon, as if absorbing the tension that hung over the Cassel family’s magnificent residence. The family dinner—a tradition that was supposed to symbolize togetherness—had now turned into a stage full of embers beneath the surface of crystal and sil
The Tyrant's Bride Vow 17. The Reborn Spark Blood
Reginald’s voice echoed with anger in the morning after last night’s charity gala. The old Spark family residence was shocked by Reginald’s anger towards Clarine.“Enough, Clarine!” Reginald slammed the documents on the table in the break room. His face was red with anger. Clarine sat stiffly on th
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